ft. The World's Freshest, Freddie Gibbs, Problem
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Everyday in my life, trying to get at
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Into the wrong or right,
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Whatever, boss, stay wid it.
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Yah, half a pill for a teller,
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Marijuana a runner,
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Popped as high as a coma,
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Caught his head in the corner.
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Baby, mom is in Texas,
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Marry a new bitch,
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My mom was a stresser,
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Schooled and couldn't get the lesser.
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Thank the Lord for your blesses.
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Even if you do it better,
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Your day blood is fluorescent.
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Lights? I'm more constant.
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Flights? 'cause I'm smoking.
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Feel good? Yeah, I'm living
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Life 'till the fullest.
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Yeah, I'm the nigger 'cause I motherfucking chose to be.
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Now I finally lead the way as it's supposed to be.
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Try to ride me with the biz, spend a lot for me,
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You can't handle it 'less you buy it, get away from me!
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Look, I'm focused, hustle in it like you're deaf,
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Don't let this creeper get to it, like I don't get enough.
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Rabble like this de Niro, like piece of shit hill,
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Stop your interrupting, bitch, your ass will touch the shit hills.
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In the streets like a flashlight, like, haters admit that I shine on them,
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I hear they taking name, but they dillow when I put mine on.
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I'm pissed off and put my thang on 'em, rip back, repeat, recline on 'em.
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It's chess, bitch, it ain't checkers, I don't rush, I take my time on it.
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I hear they talking dolly, 'cause I'm too far above, nigger,
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I tell them, suck my dick, most of them kiss it, lick my butt, nigger.
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But they don't bite my dick, tell them to lick my ass,
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Tell them to watch me kill them everyday and kiss my legs.
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Everyday I smoke as if the bomb,
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Yeah, everyday I'm on the mike, I don't dramatize,
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Thousands of people line up just to see a nigger rhyme.
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Baled up everyday, I've got a lawyer payed for everytime.
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Talking 'bout an hour, then he's done from powder,
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When the deal has started easy, get that nigger sour,
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That bitch came jump around me one day and just wanted an hour,
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But if I catch her now, bay, she will get her dollar.
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He don't keep 'em any, I keep a cold ass bitch.
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Had to cuff some niggers, I did some cold ass shit,
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From my heart, there was some nigger I had to throw down shit.
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Now I ain't got shit to gidiyap before the four rounds, bitch!
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Wid It
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