Tonalité : Bb major
Verse 1
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Em
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H- A- V- O,
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I'm iller, rocking over Dilla
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Paint a picture clearer than a mirror
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I come from that era where
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everything matters
Lyrics counting for something,
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careers got shattered now
Everybody's rock stars,
who am I to knock 'em though
Daring something, if you do,
you fall like a domino
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Smoke a little tropical,
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niggas is so comical
But I been stopped laughing
a long time ago
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Ain't nothing funny,
head knocked off shoulders
Everytime I spit,
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it's like I put the game to the cobra
Babies to the game it's I'm
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pushing they strollers
Coming at me sideways,
they in a rush to get older
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First round is over
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I ain't playing with them, no,
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I wake 'em up like Folgers
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I'm a general, believe that,
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ya'll nothing but soldiers
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Like Cee, I'm a finisher,
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the number one closer
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I'm about my business
Verse 2
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Don't worry bout me, homey,
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mind your business
Cuz this is grown folks business
Nothing to do with you,
so just mind your business
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All day, every day, about my business
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Niggas keep talking, I'mma pop the cuit
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Keep playing,
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have your brain leaking that liquid
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Sit back, enjoy, the flow
Verse 3
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Yo, we project livers, lick that liver
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Run with a bag of cash
and flip that wig up
Won't deny it, holding iron,
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flows is gi ant
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Catch you with nine keys, supplying
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Come to my town, strap up
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Underground kings with the crown,
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black down and blacked up
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Reefer is the greatest, paid us, Las Vegas,
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nineteen a pop
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Catch me up top famous
Everything on my wrist, Swiss made
Run up in the Gucci shop, Glock warm,
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give me the Crys' suade
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Everybody liv ing to get paid
Everybody make it out the hood,
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or get sprayed or get grazed
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Yeah, yo, my style is trifyn'
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Anything on my neck,
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hands is lightning
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Come tear it down, I might sing
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Never on a stand,
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only my writing hand with bright lens
Interlude 1
With seal, baby bro
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Yeah, beast mode, H-
Verse 4
A- V- O
Dudes get popped,
snitches sing like Ne- Yo
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That's why you always catch me
Gb
rocking for dolo
C
Police putting pressure,
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niggas acting all homo
Can't fuck with em, puff on that piff
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then they analyze
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Looking for what it is,
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watch for the landmines
Run but you can't hide,
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lyrical landslide
Homicide,
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know about you, but I got mines
Grind like the gears on a
Porsche, I'm so driven
Foot to the pedal, I'm heavy footed,
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there's no limit
No gimmick, what you see is what you get it
No skinny jeans,
only thing fitting is my fitted
Knowhatimean? Some of
ya'll won't get it
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I do my own thing, hold to my pivet
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Yeah, life can be a bitch, but we live it
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To the fullest, niggas just made cuz we chilling
Outro 1
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