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[Intro:] Uh, yea Uhhh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Check, look [Verse 1:] Smokin' one up in the mornin', uh Hustle while niggas be yawnin', uh Lately a nigga been zonin' They couldn't stop him so now they wan' clone him, uh Fuckin' around witcha chick Came to the crib, put on a performance, yeah Takin' it slow I enjoyed it, yeah Just a lil somethin' to toy with, yeah Mind on the paper and makin' a play and just keepin' my head in the game, uh Do it for likes, you ain't doin' it right See I'm puttin' the bread over fame, yeah Shit wasn't workin', now niggas is swervin' And tryna come up in my lane, yeah Pimpin' we just ain't the same, yeah Put some respect on the name, yeah Want me a lac with the top off Mustard and mayo and hot sauce Frontin' bout somethin' you not boss You just be cappin' do not floss I be that nigga you heard bout Know them bitches be talkin' through word of mouth Duckin' off in that Z and it's murdered out Shit ain't bout the music it's bout the clout I been makin' the moves on the low doe El Dorado I'm comin' through slow-mo With my bitch or I'm comin' through solo Fuck around with these niggas a no-go I ain't trippin' my nigga just fall back Fuck the candy, I need it in all black Since the Keenan and Kel, I been 'All That' Check the permanent record it's all facts [Verse 2:] Check, look I be still comin' down FUBU Takin' it slow to that Screwed (?) Keep it connected like Bluetooth Don't give a fuck bout what you do Steak and the shrimp is a name brand Written and built with the same hands Gettin' so high that I can't land Seen the playa come up but they can't stand Put some new shoes on my old shit Gettin' DMs from my old chick Got a little flow that I'm cold with (?) beat too, nigga focus Got the crib right, with the Off-White On the flo' rug, niggas all hype I don't play wit niggas on the internet (?) real life, whatcha job like? Couldn't talk down cuz I'm too up Ain't a hard choice, baby choose up I don't lose shit, bitches lose us Had to flip game, switchin' rules up Got a new plug, bout to flip dat Where ya crib at? Where ya whip at? Say you want it gotta go and get that It'll happen for ya once you live that Yeah I'm too gone, but I maintain Be-Been free of that chain gang Niggas screamin' out "gang gang" Till them feds come and they say names Been about it and I'm still about it And I'm pullin' out like I came Weed and the money to blame, uh Weed and the money to blame, yeah