Enough of all these shenanigans
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Phony niggas and manicans
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Panicking 'cause I'm banishing him
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As I have in vanishing
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We ain't never been friends
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You soft as Jeniffer Aniston
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Cross my sinners to plan against
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Scorching head up your man again
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Professor that street corner
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It's hard to put the beef then rest when niggas asleep on you
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So I creep on you
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Real slow the automatics
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So when my cock in don't squeeze it
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Don't think that I'm pornographic
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I'm thinking it's sorta tragic
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Living life in obscurity
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But I ain't gotta hide behind security , so fuck it
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Live it how you live it
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Champagne in a bucket chain configure around a midget
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I pivot around fake friends , haters and critics
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Remain hand cuffed judges trying to give me digits
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I lived it, but still I'm on the project roof
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Labels refuse again my project lou
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Now I'm in combat boots ready for all like I'm a comeback troop
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West Broke you get the point I shoot
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Street disciple , black
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You was born in the 80's pops drove a mercedes
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Did it big coming home to some grown ass kids
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Street Diciple freestyle
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Ransom |