| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s
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| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees
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| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees
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| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys
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| Kodak moment, let’s get a pic of it
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| Bro that 'fro, that’s hedge, get a trim innit
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| On back roads, no feds, just wingin' it
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| Yo that flow, that’s dead, get rid of it
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| Can’t find you on the beats no more and
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| Can’t see man on the streets no more and
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| Xbox, I don’t play no more
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| PC master race, say no more
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| Killer Instinct, instinctive killer
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| When you see me with Jago sword
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| Rave sold out, need to be quicker
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| Bait so now tints a bit dimmer
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| Hey slow down, speed’s a big killer
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| Bass so loud, shake the wing mirror
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| Wasted Ps on expensive sheets, on my bed
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| 'Cause I sleep, when I’m dead
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| My wife gets to enjoy them but
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| Me? |
| I done said
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| That I sleep, when I’m de-, nah bun that
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| Literally cremate and send my ashes outer space
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| 'Cause I’m out of place I said
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| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s
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| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees
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| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees
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| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys
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| Top eight on MySpace, stop begging it
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| Not taking my place nah, forget it
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| Stop wasting time, yeah hotstepping
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| I’m not snaking my mates, I’m repping it
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| Boy Better Know, my fee went up 'cause I don’t do shows
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| Making bucks, just jamming at home
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| Put my feet up and wiggle my toes (Safe)
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| Man are out here all thinking they’re hot 'cause they got couple views on the
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| computer
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| Man are out here chatting like I’m not hot though 'cause I’m not a drug abuser
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| Man are out here aiming for the top like they’re actually a born shooter
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| Man are out here gunning for my spot with the accuracy of a Stormtrooper
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| Cameras flash me, man’s in the bus lane like a taxi
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| Durag and braids, yeah, that’s me
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| I got the whole rave in the backseat
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| Badman with the shades, that’s Maxi
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| When I walk on stage don’t at me
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| Man’s A-A-A like an ad lib
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| Man’s A-A-A like a battery
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| Exactly, now
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| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s
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| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees
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| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees
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| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys |