Tonalité : A minor
Intro 1
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If the beat go
Verse 1
hard,
then I make it even harder
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This ain't heat, ain't fire, this lava
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Killed this track, should name this slaughter
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No sleeves on like Michelle Obama
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Like Ye said, can't tell me nada
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Came right back on that
ass like karma
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Forward from yard, smokin' big marijuana
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But like Mary J.,
we don't want no drama
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Ebdim
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Word to my mama, word to my papa
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Blessed that I got them,
blessed that I'm not them
Know that I came on they
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shoulders
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Foundation strong, flows like a bulldozer
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This I told ya, I'm no poser
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Unless I'm posin' for pics,
might bogin'
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He tryna do me like Drizzy Controller
And I'm like, RiRi,
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I know that they told ya I was a sav age,
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you couldn't have it, not even grab it
Here's several seats in the front,
you can have them
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Or rather take them,
classics I make them
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Can't imitate them, and you so fake,
well, really you hate them
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But when you see me,
you smile at my basin
Hands you unshaken,
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tuck in my grass with the snakes
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Them heads get chopped,
I stops the clock
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Things go wrong,
I can make them go right
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I'm still up early,
don't workin' all night
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Can't go to sleep till I get it all right
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Know that I'm a winner, not a quitter,
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I'll fight Mayweather's way better
than a cold winter night
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The coldest one ever's right
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before the 29th of October
I told ya, sister's a soldier
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But true to the game
like a Terry Woods folklore
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Frozen, iceberg slim like a pimp outspoken
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Knew me back then,
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but I had a lot of growth in me
Now I'm Lady C,
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and I rep for the whole damn DMV
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Why they waitin' on me?
Can't be waitin' on you,
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still debatin' on C
Like, why? What? Who? When? Why? Bitch,
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where? On a boat?
Where they smoke?
Got the suits?
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I'm everywhere I'm gettin' green,
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goin' ham like Savage
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You couldn't have it, not even grab it
Several seats in the front,
you can have them
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Or rather take them,
classics I make them
E
Can't imitate them,
and you so fake when
Am
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Really you hatin', but when you see me
You smile at my facin',
past you unshake them
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Cuttin' my grass with the snakes,
them
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Heads get chopped,
that stops the clock
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Started blowin' with the God,
brother, that's Todd
Told me go hard,
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cause waitin' on another man
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to eat you might starve
Had to let him know I'm out, she on my job
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Slaughtered this track like a
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cattle outback
And on top of all that,
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got the A1 flow, yeah I know
Had me flowin' as a preteen,
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now that I'm a queen
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We lookin' like the Dream Team,
straight up out of DC
Now I'm out in PG,
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sittin' rated R, rated X
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But you see me, not rated X,
though I flex when it need be
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Damn, did the nigga Uncle Sammy,
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know they can't spam me
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I do it for the family, fuck you, pay me
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Now I'm on my Jay -Z,
school him like I'm AZ
Niggas ain't lazy,
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we tired from your slavery
Niggas ain't crazy,
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we tired of them slayin'
Our children in the street,
why they slayin' me?
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You couldn't have it, not even grab it
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You got receipts in the front,
you can have them
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Or rather take them,
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classics I make them
Can't imitate them,
and you so fake when
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Really you hatin'
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But when you see me, you smilin'
My face in, hands you unshake them
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Cuttin' my grass with the snakes
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Them heads get chopped,
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that stops the clock
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You
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