Tonalité : Eb major
Verse 1
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You know, sometimes people
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be acting real funny.
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Then when you call them out on it,
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then they won't get mad.
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Sometimes all you can do
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is just sit back like, wow, how?
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Wow, you tripping.
Wow, you slipping.
You're running with the bulls.
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You can call me Scottie Pippen.
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It my only and I'm swerving.
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It might make you low -key nervous.
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Right behind it. Yeah, it's working.
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Get a million by the morning, huh?
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I know that you see me grinding.
New plane, came with 21 pilots
New whip, it just got some miles
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What's wrong?
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You always gotta frown
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Don't be hatin',
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can't you see me shinin'?
Look at me like the sun,
you need blindness
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Thought the haters was a tree,
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they waitin' to throw shade
I'm just like, why?
Phase one, no more introduction
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Tryna be slick as Reaper Cousins
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Gotta hurry, go get to the money
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But I gotta be swift like Taylor
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This right here is ma jor, just like the key
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Big enough that I just
picked him up
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From the dealer and the realtor
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all in the same day
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Hit hard, flex and race
Yeah, the bass go boom
Yeah, the bass be knockin',
this right here is different
This right here is culture shockin',
this right here have your head boppin'
Niggas be hatin',
bitchin' and complainin',
I'm just like, huh, yeah, wow, okay
They be hatin' cause they shade
game ain't strong
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Callin' BS, nigga, you know you wrong
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Wild lil' buddy over here
thinkin' that he cool,
but he look like a whole damn fool
Had to tell the whole mood of my way,
that hoe was missin' out my day
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Need a call worth 300k,
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cash out like it's my birthday
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Wild young nigga in first place,
tryna figure out why he surprised
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Cause he tellin' lies on my name
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Shades game, that's my claim to fame
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Yeah, I am who I am, no, I ain't ashamed
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You claim you a man,
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but you can't even take the blame
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Wow, some of y 'all really be funny
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You say you got a pocket full of hundreds
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But when a n***a ask you
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where his fuckin' twenty dollars at
You ain't even got the shit
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N***a, get the fuck outta here
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Wow, you trippin'
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Oh, wow, you slippin'
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Runnin' with the bull,
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you can call me Scottie Pimpin'
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In my own lane and I'm swervin'
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It might make ya low -key nervous,
rap be earnin'
Yes, it's workin',
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get a million by the mornin'
Gm
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Uh, uh, I know that you see me grindin' new plane came with 21 pilots,
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new whip, it just got some miles,
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what's wrong with it?
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Think you always got a prowl,
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don't be hatin',
couldn't you see me shinin'?
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Look at me like the sun,
you need blinders
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Think this haze was a tree,
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the way they throw shade,
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I'm just like, wow
Outro 1
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