(feat. Chris Rivers & Tyler Woods)
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Masters of sound mix in the building
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Yeah, I wanna feel right now
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Chill up as usual
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Just enjoy the atmosphere, you know?
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I used to touch you like a piano
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Bitch, I'm with Jada Chris and.. Luciano
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Used to push the Lexus, we'll work up in a panel
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At the door in the bumper' could you handle?
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Take it all! I'mma pump her by the block
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That was clicking, niggas, that was tripping
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Sat 'em down, told my niggas ain't no ' where you shouldn't
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Ain't no shouldn't where you're sleeping,
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Keep it quit, no speaking to you all
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Leaving decent, trying to stay up by the'
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Yeah, niggas know the circle (you know!)
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Move rectangles and we still like purple, yeah
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Loyalty is a virtue (loyalty)
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I'm always on parole, get the humble for his curfew
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Niggas wanna pop, you better merk them before they merk you!
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Homie, you can plan to have a plan for you
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Big cash to have a skin for you (pay me!)
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We're talking paper for every trip
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In the Masseratti nigga to every whip
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If the.. cause I am the bump (I'm the bump)
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Ride alone! What are you have centerfold? (ride alone!)
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With two guns in my ' (two guns out!)
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If you know to connect, then nigga ride a boat
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Fuck the coast guard, I told you that the goal is hard
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I'll be in Dubai now, send the hood to coast guard!
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Used to be indispensable, now I'm just expendable
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Team full of niggas that shoot like the cameras do.
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Like' Smith, yeah, both for the Hannibals
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Small in the E shit, stay upon my' shit, nigga!
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I'm just trying to live my life
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Get this money and follow my dreams (my dreams)
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In the city of do or die,
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Me and my niggas ain't playing no games (games)!
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Now ain't that ghetto for ya
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Uh, I'm never gonna let go
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I'll be straight to the day that I die
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I'm a hustler, baby!
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'.I'm beyond hip-hop's new phenomenon
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I'm confident to cast this on,
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On the higher planes I drop the bombs.
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Stumping on that competence
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Rappers with my pajamas on
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Knocking on the' of heroes and then go to'
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Cause the nonsense, I guess they' the concept
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That my flow is god sake
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Compare my'contact
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To when you pop a'
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See, I drop the contest
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I just got to conquest like how's this kid now'
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I guess in due time, I do shine, part of the nuclear few shine
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Thinker faster than two months, you niggas don't spark like neutrons.
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I'm a proton (what?), I'm so gone, I'll let you'
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I'm disastrous, a catalyst for hip hop in the back and this immaculate
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Rapping with will serve like '
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I'll bring you back to life, yeah
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Plus our swag is too precise
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I mean ' excuse our average heights.
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And excuse our sacrifice!
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If you decide to grasp mic
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After our previous we're blasting like it was my' lights.
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Do you sense my appetite?
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Do you feel my hunger building?
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If you're trying to stop me now, I'll be a kamikaze kill,
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But you will never kill this skill, it is the skills that pay the bill
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And if I'm thinking with that logic, all my bank accounts are filled.
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And I will never be this still, my ' starts over seas
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I'm overly creative, like my vocal chords are ovaries.
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Christians in the OGP, tighting up your'
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You're shooting at the stars,
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Know your bullets can't come close to this.
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Baby (baby) baby (baby) I'm a hustler, baby!
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Baby (baby) baby (baby) I'm a hustler, baby!
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Baby (baby) baby (baby) I'm a hustler, baby!
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Baby (baby) baby (baby) I'm a hustler, baby!
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Enjoy the Atmosphere
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| Styles P |
