| Someone spit on this fucking mic, man
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| Is that Shoki on the beat?
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| Yeah it is, ah, ey, chee
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| Step on my shoes
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| You firin' higher than moon (Moon)
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| I’ve gotta you droppin' your prove (Yeah)
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| But promise, I only stay wrong (Yeah, yeah)
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| I know where I grab, will I do? |
| (I do)
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| We sits in a plannin' that truth
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| I’m mockin', that’s not even do
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| I’ve got so bullied enough (Move!)
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| I just got way bigger, man
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| My two sense got me bigger 'plex
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| I do this 'cause I’m really clad
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| My movement can be beaten fair
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| Scan you like a bar-code
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| All those pills are hard to swallow
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| I see D-stars in the fallow
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| Distract your mind for you, asshole (Ha-ha)
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| Come with that shit
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| I’m will fall in the beats
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| I keep to collect my pith
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| Bring all when niggas they leave
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| I always I wanna think
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| Passed my hold of my skin
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| Normal, far with it
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| I talk that with all the states
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| Move, and it gets to the lib
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| Acres on heaven gon' keep
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| I git that more like a rig
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| She so love it sickly, yeah
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| Will just rollin' with me? |
| Yeah
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| Awakely, so quickly, yeah
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| No can give my city, yeah
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| What they down, I wastely, yeah
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| Paranoia — people’s star
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| Got that pushin' with me, yeah
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| I don’t needed in mine, yeah
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| Step on my shoes
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| You firin' higher than moon (Moon)
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| I’ve gotta you droppin' your prove (Yeah)
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| But promise, I only stay wrong (Yeah, yeah)
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| I know where I grab, will I do? |
| (I do)
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| We sits in a plannin' that truth
|
| I’m mockin', that’s not even do
|
| I’ve got so bullied enough (Move!)
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| S-s-step on my shoes
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| You firin' higher than moon (Moon)
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| I’ve gotta you droppin' your prove (Yeah)
|
| But promise, I only stay wrong (Yeah, yeah)
|
| I know where I grab, will I do? |
| (I do)
|
| We sits in a plannin' that truth
|
| I’m mockin', that’s not even do
|
| I’ve got so bullied enough (Move!)
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| Nigga, why you movin' your pace?
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| I sprintin' that shit of my pray
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| I should go take a break
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| We’re nigga we down the patience
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| I see the wave of the hate
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| Keep that suit up on my face
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| You know, I feel what I waited
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| Keep that suit at the ladies
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| She so love it sickly, yeah
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| Will just rollin' with me? |
| Yeah
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| Awakely, so quickly, yeah
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| No can give my city, yeah
|
| What they down, I wastely, yeah
|
| Paranoia — people’s star
|
| Got that pushin' with me, yeah
|
| I don’t needed in mine, yeah
|
| Step on my shoes
|
| You firin' higher than moon (Moon)
|
| I’ve gotta you droppin' your prove (Yeah)
|
| But promise, I only stay wrong (Yeah, yeah)
|
| I know where I grab, will I do? |
| (I do)
|
| We sits in a plannin' that truth
|
| I’m mockin', that’s not even do
|
| I’ve got so bullied enough (Move!)
|
| Step on my shoes
|
| You firin' higher than moon (Moon)
|
| I’ve gotta you droppin' your prove (Yeah)
|
| But promise, I only stay wrong (Yeah, yeah)
|
| I know where I grab, will I do? |
| (I do)
|
| We sits in a plannin' that truth
|
| I’m mockin', that’s not even do
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| I’ve got so bullied enough (Move!)
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| Me no wan nobody to talk to me right now, ya hear?
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| Everyting alright
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| Ready? |