| Can I kick it? |
| May I?
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| Young Tun, and don’t forget the JI
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| In my city, yeah, they love me like a player
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| No player, yeah, no
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| Uh, give 'em music for the soul
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| Yeah, that feelin' that keep 'em rollin'
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| Yeah, tell the world, let 'em know
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| That, that he 'bout to take control
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| No, no, no, no, no
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| Nigga came through with another one
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| It’s already a number one
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| No, no, finna bust out another one
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| Ass with us on the other one
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| Came though, came through, got another one
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| What? |
| Another one?
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| I come through and I flex in this bitch
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| Got litter then a motherfucking witch
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| Always talking backwards on my record list
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| And if I should I was a on my wrist
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| Better turn around before all that
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| Can’t allow what the hundred-mans can
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| You can take that, bitch been using, slipping into our lanes
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| I’m doing good and can’t nothin' change that
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| More than faded, I can never change that
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| Dedicated, I can’t ever change that…
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| Even if I wanted, I couldn’t change that
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| Know what I mean? |
| I could never change that
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| More than faded, I can never change that
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| Dedicated, I can’t ever change that…
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| Even if I wanted, I couldn’t change that
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| Change that, change that, change that
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| Change that, change that, change that
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| Change that, change that, change that
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| Change that, change that, change that, change that, yeah
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| Uh, got our favourite man
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| Put me on this game
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| Made me who I am
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| Lookin' in the mirror
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| Couldn’t get clearer
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| Gotta take L’s if you wanna be a winner
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| So we face L’s
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| The steaks for the dinners
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| I’m the type of or a beginner
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| Whole said keep the top down on the winner
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| Flows cold and exposed to shine like glitter
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| Hit a white bitch like «Fucked with ya nigga»
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| Hit my side bitch like «Stop takin' pictures»
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| At my main bitch like «Hey, what’s for dinner?»
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| Really hypothetical
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| Maybe not, I ain’t really tryna lecture you
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| 'Cause maybe we could try it out and make a cheque or two
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| I’ve been doin' this, the incredible
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| Young nigga sounded like he invented you
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| 'Bout time people started fuckin' with the better dudes
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| I come through and I flex in this bitch
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| Got litter then a motherfucking witch
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| Always talking backwards on my record list
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| And if I should I was a on my wrist
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| Better turn around before all that
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| Can’t allow what the hundred-mans can
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| Diamonds dancin', nigga you can take that
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| Asian, listen, we gone put ya in our lanes
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| I’m doing good and can’t nothin' change that
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| More than faded, I can never change that
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| Dedicated, I can’t ever change that…
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| Even if I wanted, I couldn’t change that
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| Know what I mean? |
| I could never change that
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| More than faded, I can never change that
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| Dedicated, I can’t ever change that…
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| Even if I wanted, I couldn’t change that |