| Nah, nah, nah, nah
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah, mm (Yeah, yeah)
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| We can fall from grace (Yeah, yeah)
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Yeah)
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| Ooh-woo, ooh-woo
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| Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
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| We can fall from grace (Nah, nah, nah)
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| We can fall above (Nah, nah, nah)
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| Tears run down my face (Nah, nah, nah)
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| Dagger in my heart (Ooh)
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| We can fall from grace (Nah, nah, nah)
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| We can fall above (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
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| Tears run down my face (Nah, nah, nah)
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| Dagger in my heart
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| Ooh, yeah (Yeah)
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| Yeah
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| Yeah-yeah, yeah (Oh)
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| Yeah (Psh, psh)
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| Psyke (Bop, bop, bop)
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| Whew (Woo)
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| Ah, woo (Bop, bop, bop)
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| Yeah-yeah (Psyke)
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| Money can’t change who I’m meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
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| My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
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| We can go eye to eye and see, who’ll be the scared one?
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| Nobody I idolise, it’s only me that I’m scared of
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| It’s only me in the ride at night, hop in the coupe and I tear off
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| Thinking 'bout when it’s my time to die, could go, you know I got my bread up
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| Close my eyes, tryna watch my life, and I’m looking like, «Oh, it’s you»
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| Age nineteen, what were you doing? |
| Two hoes in the bed, one couldn’t do it
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| Even the day that I hopped out the womb, I knew that I couldn’t abide by the
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| rule
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| I clocked this shit, I don’t wanna go school, came last in class,
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| first class what I flew
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| African man and I walk with the jewels
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| Walk with the blood, bring your gang, ring your crew
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| Ain’t no man I could be scared of, ain’t no man I could be scared of
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| Until I look in the mirror, ain’t no one I could be scared of
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| Any girl, I pick a rare one, she wanna fuck 'til she give up
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| I know what I am, what I’m meant for, this story gonna bring tear drops
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| Open my eyes in the ride, I’m only scared of I, I
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| Money can’t change who I’m meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
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| My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
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| We can go eye to eye and see, who’ll be the scared one?
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| Nobody I idolise, it’s only me that I’m scared of
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| It’s a vibe, Western .40's when we pull up in the ride
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| You better hide, little nigga, don’t act silly, bullets fly, little nigga
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| My bitch ain’t Bonnie, but I’m Clyde with this nine or this spinner (Spinner),
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| yeah
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| Bags under my eyes (Under my eyes), bags in the bank (Bags in the bank)
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| Bags stuffed in the shoe box, yeah, we’ll try make for tru'
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| You’re my brodem, we’re splitting this food
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| Used to rob niggas, still do
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| My advice, please don’t get rude
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| Feds on my back, so more time, I’m cocoon
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| Money can’t change who I’m meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
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| My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
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| We can go eye to eye and see, who’ll be the scared one?
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| Nobody I idolise, it’s only me that I’m scared of |