Tonart: A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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The world turning, the weed burning
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Them haters talking, I keep earning
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Know some will say that life's a bitch
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Well I'ma keep flirtin'
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and fuck that bitch for the money
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'cause they know just what this is
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Niggas flexin' hard with no bars,
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Keep verses, Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring,
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if I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that
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Nothing but net, ain't back 'cause I never left
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I did everything right nigga better yet
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Rolling bomb for the niggas that's around us
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Something like a contractor
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building from the ground up
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Now just, oh oh
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Twist up this weed
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Realize that you are in the presence of a G
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Don't fuck up my paper meaning my cheese
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Or the ones I use to roll up my trees
Chorus 1
Fuck it, you know
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(what I mean) I'm riding round, smoking,
my music up loud
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Kinda doin' my thing, no
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disrespect to the niggas before me
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Some smile up in your face
but then they don't on the low
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Now I just stunt on my own
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Now I just stunt on my own
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I'm in a race, and taking the winners place
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No foot on the brakes
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that's what they call me
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It's lonely at the top,
got no company so
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Now I just stunt on my own
Verse 2
Now I just stunt on my own
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See me, when I'm alone
wishing they could fuck with me
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My ex calling my phone,
wishing she could stunt with me
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But I'm just riding dog,
doing a buck fifty
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Stunting like Jet Li,
boat houses and Jet Ski's
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Thirty on the flight,
ice like the Gretsky's
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only recognize the best tree's
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Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy,
you best believe
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You in her face I let her breath
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Oh oh oh oh
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From debated on, to waited on
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the nigga they put cake up on
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Cause we are,
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Young movie stars
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Cause we are,
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Young movie stars
Chorus 2
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I'm riding round, smoking,
my music up loud
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Kinda doin' my thing, no
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disrespect to the niggas before me
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Some smile up in your face
but then they don't on the low
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Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own
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I'm in a race, and taking the winners place
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No foot on the brakes
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One of the best, homie,
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that's what they call me
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It's lonely at the top,
got no company so
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Now I just stunt on my own
Interlude 1
Now I just stunt on my own
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Verse 3
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Oh-ooh-oh, now I just stunt on my own
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Bitches ain't say shit to me
But now they won't leave me alone
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Used to walk the other way
But now they all come to my home
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And they calling my phone,
'Cause my paper is long
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Heard nothing, but they singing my songs
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if they want than I bring them along
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no you wont need a ticket at all
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Need a ticket at all
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Tell 'em bitch I'ma ball
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and I'ma buy a new crib for my niggas 'n' all
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'Cause I remember days
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we'd sit and picture it all
or pictured I'd fall
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Counting reasons why they hate,
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your bitch think I'm a star
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Cause we are,4 young, gifted
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out here making motherfucking millions
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Yeah, I said it, motherfucking millions
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Got my money up, I'm in the building
Chorus 3
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I'm riding round, smoking,
my music up loud
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Kinda doin' my thing, no
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disrespect to the niggas before me
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Some smile up in your face
but then they don't on the low
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Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own
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I'm in a race, and taking the winners place
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No foot on the brakes
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that's what they call me
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It's lonely at the top,
got no company so
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Now I just stunt on my own
Outro 1
Now I just stunt on my own
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{Fade out]
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