(feat. Curren$y)
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Uh, okay
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Up early smokin' and plottin'
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Lookin' at these lames, being thankful I'm not them
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This year couple million out the game
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Made me wondering now I got them
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I got it from going hard, I always stay on my job
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Wanna get high? You should come to my spot then.
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And smoke with some heavyweight niggas
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Jets, Taylor Gang nigga, losing's not an option
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Now I'm always on the road
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And everywhere I go, people asking what I'm rocking
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I tell em this is next year's fresh, and this year's best
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And some shit you niggas not in
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So quit copyin'
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Yeah man
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You niggas got it confused, trying to do what we do
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That's not the point
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The point is for you to do you
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It's a beautiful thing
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I'm in the regal, you in a rut
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Stuck, can't come up
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Old jealous niggas hatin' on us
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Bitches is wishin' you'd shut the f*ck up
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I'm in the position, set my niggas up tough
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What the f*ck, just jump
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Continents I promise it
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I could go from bucks to billions in a minute
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Made a split second decision
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Executed with precision
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I feel attention when I walk in the room
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Old cuddly ass niggas go to hidin' they woman
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Thinkin' I'ma walk up to em, but I don't do it
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Baby girl know this big shit from the manure
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I could help you shine like a jeweler
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Candy paint make an old whip newer.
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Cabana
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| Wiz Khalifa |
