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Yea, yea, yea Only Positive My Energy, I Am What They All Pretend To Be Huh On The Block! Hunnit' thousand verses going through a nigga head like This that move to Georgia I ain't even have a bed like This that I just fucked her on the floor and got some head Like I wasn't taking pizzas door to door to get my bread right This that I can't even sleep I'm thinking bout' my paper This that f*ck em' sad cuz' Kobe my favorite Laker This that I don't f*ck with these rappers and beatmakers, it's just This shit it really intimidate When we fucking my girl hyperventilate You a pussy my boy no you been a fake I like girls who want JJ's for dinner dates I was broke and I ain't have no dinner plates I was broke and the wheels might get away I was buying 3.5's and I couldn't save Piling bills to the ceiling I had to slave This shit lethal I might just knock off your people I'm tryna' show all these rap niggas we not the same no we are not equal I cannot cater to hoes I do not care about clothes I never play with my nose I'm in a mosh pit thowing O's I'm geeking I'm out of control I'm feeling this shit in my soul I never was on honor roll I never was sitting at home I was skipping my class getting stoned Cuz' I thought at my age I'd be on Now a young nigga went and got grown And I switched up my state and my zone, Wait! Shit ain't working They don't care if I make it I'm working I perfected my flow and I'm surfing Now I need to get paid bitch it's urgent I ain't here to go give out no sermons Just to speak on the money we earning Off The top bitch it's never concerning Hunnit' thousand verses going through a nigga head like This that move to Georgia I ain't even have a bed like This that I just fucked her on the floor and got some head Like I wasn't taking pizzas door to door to get my bread right This that I can't even sleep I'm thinking bout' my paper This that f*ck em' sad cuz' Kobe my favorite Laker This that I don't f*ck with these rappers and beatmakers, it's just, it's just, it's just, it's just Huh! Hunnit' thousand verses going through a nigga head like This that move to Georgia I ain't even have a bed like This that I just fucked her on the floor and got some head Like I wasn't taking pizzas door to door to get my bread right This that I can't even sleep I'm thinking bout' my paper This that f*ck em' sad cuz' Kobe my favorite Laker This that I don't f*ck with these rappers and beatmakers, it's just Yea! Pussy!
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