Yeah, what's it all for?
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Trust in no man, but give it up to my Lord!
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I might influence entire wars from maricons
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There's levels to this fellowship,
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You stuck on the same board.
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Truly provoking, shining new light through my zones
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Get women open, I should moonlight designing doors
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Oh that's swag, call me trash, who y'all sources?
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Cause y'all sheep, the way I see it you're all lost.
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Look what I encompass while you lacking direction
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Why would the guide lie to us, you're looking fly Olympics
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Anyone, Jordan, Johnson, Phelp shit
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I can off-hand, hit you right with strong hand hits.
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In the zone little nigga doing small bowl rips
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And my broad doing things only saw on flicks
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Oh shit, I'm the man, hoe!
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Don't lose, on the..
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Money fold, women close got me paranoid
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My only fear, to lose y'all ear at wedding ceremonies
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Either way they should be voided.
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Hook:
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Follow me, follow me or forgive me,
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Cause y'all about to see!
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The point is I intend to undertake this.
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And I'll do it with or without you!
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So if you're scared, if you haven't got the stomach for this,
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Let's get it out right now!
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And I'll go on my own.
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If not, you can get on board and we can get to work!
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Now what's it going to be?
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But nigga, is you crazy?
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They say I lost a step like the second wedding ring bearer
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Somewhere in the orphanage is
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Could you blame me?
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But the anger I express, providing messages,
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It's now apparent you forced the kid
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And you hate me, because you too lazy
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To decipher what I'm writing, and I say to it
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'Oh, I never fall off, I get my Bill John Wall on'
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Bills fill up that Goyard, ya bitch nickname is 'hold on!'
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So called my jump off, she so far my call log
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Y'all speak like y'all pack heat,
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Y'all street fight like Balrog
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En garde, en garde, yeah, touche
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Life's a lemon, so while I'm in it, I'm making Kool-Aid.
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Hold your bread, it's not what you getting, but what you save
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Hold your head like in a blizzard rocking a ...
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Move, ...probably coming through
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Camera roll like Pornhub, closet look like ..
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Oh ... probably letting off,
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M box like model cars, closet look like Bergdorf
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Checks ain't in stock, but I never fall to what rich niggas care about
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Birds in my parent's house, shot, fuck malaria
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Back to the spot I still rock the rarest apparel, yah
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Hook:
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Follow me, follow me or forgive me,
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Cause y'all about to see!
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Nigga is you crazy?
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Uh, follow me, follow me or forget me,
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Follow me!
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Follow me, follow me or forgive me,
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Cause y'all about to see!
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The Followers
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