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I ain't really with the talkin' I ain't with the flossin' Man what's the word? I can't call it Ace, where you been? Bitch been ballin', smokin' what you call it Pockets lookin' brolic Diamonds on me polished And smoking chronic Yeah, bout it bout it boy I've been in the dungeon Ain't no easy does it Like its Shaq at center Ain't no easy buckets This that couple million nigga fuck a budget If you starving for it, know that sucker comin' I've been up to something, yeah I'm up to something In that mansion, laughing at you up and comings Gotta a chick who pussy like the faucet running I've been out in Europe getting foreign money This the jump-back like I never left Switch the flow 'cause they bite mine Funny how them niggas analyze, funny how them niggas analyze Fuck you niggas on that other side All you pussy rappers out here tellin' lies I've been waiting patient niggas swear to god Know the revolution will be televised And please understand y'all niggas ain't scaring me Let's get some motherfuckin' clarity Diamonds in my watch, clarity I'm insane nigga, taking pain killers Ain't know small talkin', got the chain bigger Niggas claim triller but I know they not You the type to go and testify You the type to get your dog shot You the type to be a mall cop You the type to go pillow talkin' with the bitches put a nigga business out I'm the type to goin' see a body Most y'all ain't never seen a body Gimme gimme, semi so retarded wet the fuckin' party Who coast-guarded? I am so sorry to my loyal fans Free shows for the live band, tell my CEO I'm goin' back Tell em' issue me a new advance Don't compare me to these other rappers with these same flows And their songs whack. I am better breaded, I am Hercules I am such a genius, and you a tempurpedic Nigga soft as ever, talking pigeon feathers Know the storm coming, better check the weather You will see me never, talking Stevie Wonder They been sleeping mama, time to wake the monster I am sick of playing, I am sick of talking I been doing yoga just to keep me calmer Countin' hella money in my new recliner Got my stripes in it like I'm Carson Palmer If you hatin' on me nigga fuck your life I wish your mom and daddy woulda worn a condom I'm in beast mode, I'm talking Marshawn, talkin Ronda Rousey, nigga Lebron James In the studio, no shirt smokin' loud dawg with some gold chains Jay with me, G with me, P too, Hood Nation Call ya bitch, whenever dog, 9 o'clock, reservation Be patient, fans waiting Fourth one, Starvation. Nigga And please understand y'all niggas ain't scaring me Let's get some motherfuckin' clarity Diamonds in my watch, clarity
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