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Intro
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Verse
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Uh ■ feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary ■
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Tell my AAP killers get they pistols ready ■
Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
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Don't be scared nigga is you ready
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I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account
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Extra hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount
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Ever since this new star fame came about
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Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out huh
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Young boy let his gun bang let his nuts hang
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Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
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Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling ■
Anything is better than that one Train
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Bag made of Goyard cheffin' like I'm Boyar
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Dee probably sellin' D in your local courtyard
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Braids like I'm ODog my la familia go hard
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Down to my inlaws they outlaws with no laws
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We outlawed then I bogart any pros that got 'proached at
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With a toetag get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
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I roll past and I blaze y'all like Doo doo I hate y'all
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When the beef cooked I ate y'all like Mmm mmm
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Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold
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I rhyme cold my K hot your nine cold that bark like Knine's on
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That banana clip straight from the rip
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I'll make that shirt say RIP I'm on some shit
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If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over
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You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
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I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
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Don't look in my face I might snap I might choke ya
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Spine right out of place give me dap like you 'posed ta
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Darts at your posters dark nights like this
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I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta I might slice my wrist
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Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
Chorus
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Barely even conscious talkin' to my conscience ■
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Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches ■
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I'm on my convict don't drop bars I drop prisons
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Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
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Somehow bypassed the bias and the isms
The violence and the killin' so given
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They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
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Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
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But pass the pot let me skillet
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Just got back to the block from a six o'clock with Jigga ■
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
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But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks ■
And I swear it hurt me soul
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I try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their sales
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Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
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But you my nigga wish you the best for real
Verse
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When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
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Or for that matter any fuckin' rapper fuck it Painter
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Skater musician trailer park dirtditchdiggin'
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Burgerflippin' eat sleep shittin' human bein' you would be in
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Trouble to bodydouble or couple me to these others
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'cause comparatively speakin' my reach is beyond the bubble
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That they put me in my vision's beyond the Hubble's
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I huddle with Nubians new beginnin' again
Chorus
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You in school at ten late Radioactive's goin' gold
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And so Great Do I give a flying duck
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If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us
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Alabama's climbin' up wait No I don't give a
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Flying duck nothin' but a buckshot chpow
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Motherfuck your life pussy bloodclot
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Ain't never been no rapper this cold since twoPac was froze
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And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show—Yelawolf ■
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Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties ■
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And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries ■
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
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Moonwalkin' on the sun barefoot with shades on
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Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
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Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
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Bitch when I say this I mean this: Ho I'm the meanest
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Dick so big it's like from Earth to Venus
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That molly got me nauseous aw shit no off switch
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Lawless obnoxious on that Suck my cock shit
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That is my synopsis ostrich's posh shit
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Hoes on some goth shit stop it You not this
Novice regardless heartless and awkward
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Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
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Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
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Just ■ bein' honest tell me isn't that ironic
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Swiftly I shift the Bimmer eight hundred and sixty
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A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
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The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
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You should have stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
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The face is silky like a tablecloth
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My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse ■
Red roses dropped from boxes very often
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Confetti torchin' drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton
Verse
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■ Outstandin' I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin'
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You see us scramblin' sellin' Susan Sarandon
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The cloud of smoke like the phantom
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Damn this shit tastes like fantastic ■ uh
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You see me comin' through in each state
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Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake ■
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase
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The gavel slam I'm a free man try not to eat ham
Big KRIT shawty
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Spit like my last breath: casket rap six deep
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Eyes closed the black is back out come the 'lac with flats
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After that bottles I can't pronounce like How you ask for that
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Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch
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All I had was rap when all they had was wack
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All I wanted was love and all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes a championship win is
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The aftermath ask LeBron open palm slap a bitch
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Walk the plank or break a bank I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
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■ Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
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Resuscitations cost the label I'm taxin' if you want a hit ■
Clear fuck your career bitch I was born here
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Been a killer 'eightysixer nigga that's my born year
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Get the fuck from 'round here that's just my country ways
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Suckin' on your momma's titty bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
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Grippin' grain fuckin' hoes candy paint like Everglades
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Miss me with that rapper chatter take that shit up with my bass
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I put that on my soul how could you ever doubt me
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Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album
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■ Bb King saw the king in me so why can't you
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In order to come up close you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis too
Muddy water flow Dixie rebel past
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Fuck your Louis flag poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass
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That's out of line but in livin' color
Outro
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I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers: a true artist
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