| I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused
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| Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin'
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| One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny
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| I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused
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| Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin'
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| One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny
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| Nose runny, this druggy got money comin' for me
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| My only buddy loaded, couple pills I’m rollin'
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| Coastin' across the deegan, shakin', I know she fiendin'
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| I’m tryna fight my demons, problems come in seasons
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| Thank God I’m breathin', I’m still survivin' for different reasons
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| What’s up? |
| What’s up?
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| Take a picture, it last longer
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| You starin' at a jefe, jefe
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| Jefe, jefe
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| I dip and dabble, show me love across the English Channel
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| Telemundo, grandma never watched the English channel
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| Light a candle, brujería or white magic, never sold my soul
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| Santería or black magic, never sold my soul, what’s up?
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk
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| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos
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| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo
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| Oh, we livin' better now, Ferrari engine make a better sound
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| I’m talkin' business on the helicopter
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| Thirty minutes comin' down, two women share the don
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| Givin' head, red and blonde, and they got they titties donned
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| I love the fast life, here’s the pros and cons
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| Live to the fullest even though you might be livin' wrong
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk
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| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos
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| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo
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| Fuck bein' humble, this world we live in is love and violence
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| Minus the bullshit, everything we love is vibrant
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| I talk to pilots, everything we do is fly shit
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| Move in silence, stop pillow talkin' to yo' side bitch
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| I got a different story, you should listen, homie
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| You take it personal, then you should mind yo' business, homie
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| I hope the best for mines, don’t hold a spot in lines
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| This that grade A music, hope it test the times
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| I loved you, what happens I decide, not you
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| Now you don’t love me anymore, well that breaks my heart
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| But it’s too fuckin' bad, 'cause you don’t gotta love me
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| But you will respect me
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| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos
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| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know)
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know)
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know)
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| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (Papi) |