| Please, get your cameras out my face when I’m tryna eat, I might have to chop
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| your fuckin' hand off
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| Everybody wanna ball with Zach, huh? |
| I ain’t talkin' Zach Randolph
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| I be stayin' in the crib, I be eatin' good, watchin' TV like a grandpa
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| Everybody wanna battle, I don’t feel like rappers, swear that I’m too grown for
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| a motherfuckin' standoff
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| Yo, leave me alone, boy, I’m in my zone, give me the throne, nigga,
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| watch your tone
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| And everything I got I made it happen on my own, from the corner store to a
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| rolling stone, now I’m makin' Lisa moan
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| And I don’t like to conversate with anybody, tryna make it through the lobby to
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| the whip, I got shit to do
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| I’m by myself or I’m with the crew, do a show, take a ho then hit the room, boom
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| Sorry if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| Forgive me if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| Price on my head like a Bible in the game, honestly, I just been trying to
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| refrain
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| From killing all of these niggas that’s been drivin' in my lane
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| Tellin' stories on my name like the novel is gonna change
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| Obsessing over me is driving you insane and the lies that you have claimed will
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| arise on a different day
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| And when the truth hits the lens, I’m already flying away
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| Just to get a call to hear someone apologize for the fake, ugh
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| I keep it real like my first name B, they tryna take shots at me like my first
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| name G
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| That’s a Hardball reference, I was only ten, snuck in to the theaters like, «This shit PG-13?»
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| In the road by myself, nobody close to the kid, I’m like a soda,
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| I’m exploding when you open the lid
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| You wanna beef? |
| This is close as it gets, I don’t mention phony niggas, homie,
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| you already know what it is, I’m gone
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| Sorry if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| Forgive me if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| I been through a lot, when you make money you do a lot, ten years climbing to
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| the top
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| Everybody steady hating, tryna drag you down to lose your spot, I got a record
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| from them stupid cops
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| A mixed kid but my pigment is strictly nigga, when they see me they don’t think
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| that our mamas is prolly friends
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| Racism is still alive and it’s breathing but we keep it in the closet like the
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| child called it, uh
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| Loose lips is bigger than Jigga’s, a secret never sacred when you’re making
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| figures
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| Them same homies that was banging with you, would trade your friendship to the
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| press to have you framed and leave you hanging up just like a picture
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| And women thirsty need a pitcher full of water, if I hit it and her nigga
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| tripping, it’s gon' be a problem
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| If you step up to me, I might have to throw like Randy Johnson 'til he’s
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| unresponsive, I prolly shouldn’t be out this often, I’m gone
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
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| Sorry if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| Forgive me if I’m anti-social, I’m anti-social
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| I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you |