(Hook)
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All in these raps, we just statin' the facts
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Ain't nothin' left, we displayn the best
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All that we ask, we just have one request
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Pull that shit back when you playn our tracks
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(Verse)
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Check, you don't wanna test I
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Bonify hella fresh god
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Down to the fly, the watch is killin' yo eyes
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It's for unlimited time I know you're feelin' the vibe
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Girls killin' the wine while girls kill and rewind
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I used to hit 'em with the beats, now I'm hittin' on rewinds too
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Might see me with Sky Zoo, neva had the time to
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Listen to no whack shit, we turn it off pronto
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Mind you, I be on my grind too
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Wicked mind you, had to bring yo mind through
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Just to set upon you, chill off god brew in the stew
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Now we up in Brooklyn, certified hood shit
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And we still cookin', consecutive tools up
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Some of that good stuff that's fillin' the rooms up
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Catch you more second here, smoke the uncle Jumba
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And I'm in a few clubs, hittin' up with new stuff
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Roll it up!
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(Hook)
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All in these raps, we just statin' the facts
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Ain't nothin' left, we displayn the best
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All that we ask, we just have one request
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Pull that shit back when you playn our tracks
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(Verse)
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Thomb like an 808, R.I.P. to Natina
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Let you lean on the speakers, I stretch a beat like Uriah
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Let her be a believer, know just how to make her one
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Range Rover to river, get 'em on Jacob's run
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Back on my bomb shit, you back on your forfeit
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We at it regardless, she achy and selfish
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That raw pat wa, linger like she Patraw
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Move that like a clap-on, I semi-autoed that
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Season a day, my copper dawn is straight
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My liquor is all dark, my loyalty is in the kick
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My jeans is four letters, my broads feel like they paint
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Ain't nobody is nice, I'm arguably with the grace
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I'm never home, but prim for the crib so I'm pharaoh
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Rap like I'm posted at Willy Burger's with ?
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Word to the win, my hands workin' again
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In 35 percent, the red Jersey detent
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(Hook)
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All in these raps, we just statin' the facts
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Ain't nothin' left, we displayn the best
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All that we ask, we just have one request
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Pull that shit back when you playn our tracks
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(Interlude)
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This is the joint that you play in the club
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After the club, on your way to the club
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Drink what you wanna, smoke what you want
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They say them pull off for the song even strong
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This is the joint that you play in the club
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After the club, on your way to the club
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Drink what you wanna, smoke what you want
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They say them pull off for the song even strong
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(Hook)
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All in these raps, we just statin' the facts
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Ain't nothin' left, we displayn the best
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All that we ask, we just have one request
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Pull that shit back when you playn our tracks
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False Alarm
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| DJ Prince |
