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Tonart: D# minor
Intro 1
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Started from the bottom now we way
Verse 1
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up (way up)
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And I got the baddest bitches
staged up (staged up)
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Ain't no fucking playing
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we ain't gameboys
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Now we got a name they
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wanna frame us
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They say that you keep a third eye
Verse 2
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All these niggas ain't gon' ride
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All these hoes gon' wanna sign
Now they playing both sides
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Met a nigga traumatized
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Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
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Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
Verse 3
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I'm too high up in the sky,
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ain't no way for me to lie
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Nigga disrespect the code,
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but I'm sticking to the plan
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I be marching with an army,
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I might pull up with a bad bitch
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I got that good molly saying color is the same
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Is you gon' ride,
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u gon' slide baby tell me what it is
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Bitch I need some real love,
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if it's fake I'll disappear
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I know I'm the greatest ever,
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I just need someone to hear
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Hit my knees and sell percs
Ah, only man I felt
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Yea, we dem niggas that's going stealth
Verse 4
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Far me go, we ain't felt
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Now you tryna be the man
Give 'em tonic
Show they hand
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No, they really not your friend
Worried 'bout your Benjamins
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I was sitting in the can
Now I'm droppin' another jam
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I don't really need no friends
Verse 5
I'm a real solo man (solo man)
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I'm a real solo man (solo man)
I'm real solo man (solo man,
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solo, solo
man)
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Cracked a nigga mella tops Payed to
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see his body drop
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Thought I really own the block
Toting P's 'n toting blocks
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Caught my nigga on the run
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Can't even come and see his son
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Who you think he askin' for?
Daddy ain't mess him up
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Ride, slide, baby
Verse 7
what it is
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If you down to hold me down
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I won't even need a pill
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I ain't even gotta throw it
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I throw away the drugs
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Purple ain't got all my heart
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I replaced it with the love
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I'ma stepper, I leave a nigga body
Verse 8
on the kerb
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Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
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You should call me Larry bird
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Bitch I'm pulling up from dee
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They should put me in the game
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Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
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Headshot I'm in the range
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She think I'ma bite, she gon' ride
Verse 9
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me
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I'm the man in my city fuck a high, p
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I'm the man in my city,
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who gon' sign me?
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On the road chasing paper
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where you find me
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Started from the bottom now we way
Verse 10
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up (way up)
D
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And I got the baddest bitches
staged up (staged up)
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Ain't no fucking playing
D
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we ain't gameboys
D
Now we got a name they
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wanna frame us
F#m
They say that you keep a third eye
Verse 11
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All these niggas ain't gon' ride
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All these hoes gon' wanna sign
Now they playing both sides
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Met a nigga traumatized
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Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
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Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
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Feelin' me
Verse 12
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bruh?
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It's the street life
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You know nuttin' 'bout
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that
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Stay on the push, live rough
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Rough!
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I done it like that
Outro 1
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