[Hook]
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They told me feel what you say
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And say what you feel
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Being fake up in these songs
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That was never the deal
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So fuck that
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Motherfucker fuck that
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And I never been afraid of something in my way
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So if all you got is hate
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Well all I gotta say is fuck that
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Motherfucker fuck that
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And all that bullshit
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[Verse 1]
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Gimme the mic, I hold it tight in my hands
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Spittin' it right, livin' the life, it's only right that I am
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I know that
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And I'm glad you feel it
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Old habits die hard, bitch ask Bruce Willis
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Cause see, this is my life
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I'm just doing what I got to
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And everybody from your hometown is tryin' to knock you
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Fuck that, I ain't even tryin' to hear it
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All I make is party music, you should listen to the lyrics, motherfucker
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What's success without the struggle
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Everything change when you start to get your buzz up
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Talk behind your back with everybody and they mother
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But she should know not to judge a book by its cover
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But none of this is news
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Same people speculatin' and all about how I went to Duke
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Truth hurts, bitch
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You've been talkin' shit your whole fucking life
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All I need is two verses
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[Hook]
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They told me feel what you say
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And say what you feel
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Being fake up in these songs
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That was never the deal
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So fuck that
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Motherfucker fuck that
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And I never been afraid of something in my way
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So if all you got is hate
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Well all I gotta say is fuck that
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Motherfucker fuck that
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[Verse 2]
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Well fuck it I'mma be real
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These other dudes are borin' me
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Feelin' fantastic, there should be like four of me
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Made a couple hundred, well that was just reportedly
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Got a lot of women so I spread them out accordingly
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These comparisons are made too often
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Tryin' to run the game, Christopher Walken
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Started makin' music in my friend's apartment
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Now I'm gettin' bigger and bigger like Kelly Clarkson
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I beg your pardon, oopsie daisy
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Went to get the Range, but the coupe was crazy
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So they had to hate it
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Same people shake your hand are fuckin' mad you made it
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But look, that's why your middle finger close to your ring
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Cause it's either love or hate and there ain't no inbetween
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Nah mean?
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No rest on the road to success
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Cause the pain of hard work hurt less than regret
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[Hook x2]
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Fuck That
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| Mike Stud |
