Yeah! Yeah! Word! Sky!
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Roll down the av with my niggers
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Sippin brews smokin' weed
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Narks steady watching go figure
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Just a couple black males
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Tyna stack they cheese
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Bucket hat freaky
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Has sitting real low
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808s hitting my shit finna blow
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Shirt cost a hundred
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It's nothing to me and my
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Hat cost 150 I rock it at shows
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Switched up the sound
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But I'm keeping it trill
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Switched up the flows
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And I'm keeping that real
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Come up on
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I'm hunting for money at
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War with myself and
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That's just how I feel
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People finna think that
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I sold my soul
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The way that I'm flipping
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The script on these hoes
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SB dunks with the huff socks in'em
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And you can smell the odor
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if you get real close
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Rollin' with me
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then you outta be lit
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Smoking on something
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that's Cali legit
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Shit get you faded
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And make you forget
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Why you was tripping before the first hit
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Button up when I'm finenessing my shirt
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Goldie up on me I'm putting in work
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Give me a deal so I know that it's real
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But don't try to fuck me
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I know what I'm worth
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Dreads getting longer
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And so is my money
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Sudsy up on me
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This shit is so lovely
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Sky be the name
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I'll be dropping that flame
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And the blunt just made it sunny
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Up in the lead I ain't going for seconds
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If you see me then assume I'm in first
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Fucking the industry
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Life is bitch and that's
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Prolly the reason I look up her skirt
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Pearl gawd nigger I roll
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Only roll with niggers I know
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Flying high sipping real slow
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Young nigger killing from the go
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Dead presidents I need
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But I don't really fuck with the greed
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Rapping all over this beat that I made
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I'll be killing shit with ease
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Pearl gawd nigger I roll
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Only roll with niggers I know
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Flying high sipping real slow
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Young nigger killing from the go
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Dead presidents I need
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But I don't really fuck with the greed
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Rapping all over this beat that I made
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I'll be killing shit with ease
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Blasting my shit to the UK
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Trying to get over seas
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Started off local and shit but to me
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It feel like I would get overseen
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Over yo head yo with the raps in abundance
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You Laying it up and I'm jumping I'm dunking
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Don't know what my next beat is gonna be like
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But I gotta go make something
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Been working on this shit all summer
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Blowing out smoke I be puffin
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Coming correct I'm consistent
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Competition see me
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And they be ducking
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BBC tee I'm an astronaut
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Off to the moon bout lift off the block
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Man on the moon on my Kid Cudi shit
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Minute ago I was kicking them rocks
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Now I'm productive
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This shit doesn't stop and
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I'm rollin out hits like a factory good
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Rocking that goldie it sit on my wrist
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Other than that only rocking that wood
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Verse on my phone
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No more scribbling heat
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Thinking of raps when I'm out in the street
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Humble as hell but I feel like the sheet
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Especially when I rap over this beat
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You feel the same listening in
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Blasting this shit as you ride in the car
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Something about it scream that you coldest
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Now you wanna tell the people you are
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Roll down the av with my niggers
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Sipping brews smoking' weed
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Narks steady watching go figure
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Just a couple black males
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Tryna stack they cheese
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Pearl gawd nigger I roll
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Only roll with niggers I know
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Flying high sipping real slow
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Young nigger killing from the go
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Dead presidents I need
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But I don't really fuck with the greed
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Rapping all over this beat that I made
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I'll be killing shit with ease
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Pearl gawd nigger I roll
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Only roll with niggers I know
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Flying high sipping real slow
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Young nigger killing from the go
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Dead presidents I need
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But I don't really fuck with the greed
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Rapping all over this beat that I made
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I'll be killing shit with ease
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Pearl Gawd
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| Martin Sky |
