[Verse 1]
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Did it leanin, skinny jean wearing, 'fro for days in the O A A
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Balls so low most fools couldnt price me
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Sign and stunt with a blunt full of B E
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And I guess you know me,
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Been in NY so long got Tri-State family
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Especially Brooklyn shout out to Damati's
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My bloodline runs deep, unless I don't sleep
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Figure it's my pops keeping me away
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Help me keep my mind off the clouds for reality
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These muthaf-ckers can't fathom the wizardry
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Slow more brain thats backwards cowards
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Took a shower your attitude stinks
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Wanna know what I think?
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[Chorus]
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Oh ohhh, oh,
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Hey my mojo so dope b-tch
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Hey my mojo so dope
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Yep we live it, live it
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Yeh we on it, on it
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Give a f-ck about your lifestyle,
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Give a f-ck about a muthaf-cking lifestyle cause n-gga
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We, we live this sh-t
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Oh ohhh, oh,
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Give a f-ck about your lifestyle,
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Give a f-ck about a muthaf-cking lifestyle cause n-gga
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[Verse 2]
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I live through words not metaphors
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So I passed to be the rest of the freshmen
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Playful tough talk
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Often the fave till I came to park heart
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And said true things
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A whole new legion of some n-ggas
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Aiming high pass the idea slangin
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Praise Allah for keeping me awake man
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I lot of my n-ggas fell victim to the dope game
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Some things will never be same
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Wish I could tell my brother something for some motivation
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And get him out that gutter
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He's leaving behind a family and a mother
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Damn you must understand when I speak about a song its how I really am
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Yeah this is how I really think
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You could see what I see, yes I really wink
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Yes I really drink
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I really do rage my demons at the cage
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By most of the day before I became the age to even wage
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I was drowning them sorrows with some more E n-gga
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[Chorus]
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Mojo So Dope
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| Kid Cudi |
