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boy bo-bimbin'
Me sittin' on the sidewalk, now that don't sound right
But as long as I look fly by prom night, go

[Hook: Childish Gambino
beef
I'm wanted by the states 52 at least
We a - mericas most the toast stay close
Better watch ya approach
My niggas is going for broke

[Gambino]
If
long
They won't stop and they won't go home
Beneath my window they run
Probably it'll be alright
If I keep it all locked up tight
And wait till
(Eat a dick up)
"Stick up, stick up, stick up kids 
Still don't nothin' move but the money"

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the black man
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?

[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?

Lit it up, like the 4th
And when she ain't banged up, she's sewing his britches
Like a line between the orange juice cans
she's strung out on his childish demands
To meet him out
myself
Cause I'm the Man
And chance showed me how to do it
Shout out to Gambino

Ever since a little kid, i always dreamed I'd Be significant
it's real 
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo 
Coming from the Wu, it's real 

Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck 
Caught by
riders 

[Lil Gotti Gambino] 

I'm a shake these motherfuckers up, believe that 

With my family in this bitch niggas bustin with the mini mac
Living in a house of cards
Praying the wind doesn't blow too hard
Giving in to differences
Straining to keep up appearances.

Making believe
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest

[Chorus x2]

I was born a bastard, my pops was
rooftop
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Come on Louis, keep moving forward
Hold your head up high there's no
rooftop
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Come on Louis, keep moving forward
Hold your head up high there's no
the cops
Trolling, trolling, trolling these niggas
Rick Rolling these niggas, they mad cause they don't know any better
"Hold up, it's the kid, quick,
the cops
Trolling, trolling, trolling these niggas
Rick Rolling these niggas, they mad cause they don't know any better
"Hold up, it's the kid, quick, tell
'97 Mentality
Keep me on point for my four-digit salary
Heavyweight lyric never lost one calorie
I'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen
Gambino
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?

[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?

Lit it up, like the 4th
This is how we do it, when we do it
like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it
Now e'rybody put your
As long as you say my name
As long as you say my

They say I sound like Big Sean, Childish Gambino, even Luda
With Hopsins facial expressions,
It be that Tascam villian, not claiming I'm a Sicilian
Gambino at the pavilion, frontin' like I got a million
While y'all niggas coming up to me,
Styles like Al Pacino
Reno until the carcelino
The mad Dino with the Cambino, the Gambino
Digger than Jim Colisemo
More reservoir dogs than
message
Motherfucker, I said gimme the message!
It's from Willie, in the slam.
Nigga, you been busted?
Yeah, the man picked me up.
Well, I ain't got no
message
Motherfucker, I said gimme the message!
It's from Willie, in the slam.
Nigga, you been busted?
Yeah, the man picked me up.
Well, I ain't got no
kid, slip kid, second generation
 Only half way up the tree
 Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
 I'm a soldier at sixty-three
 No easy way to be free
a mothafucka
Keep it real, never lie to a mothafucker hold me down
Chillin' in a-gadda-da-vida, rockin' Adidas
With a senorita and she sippin' liquor by

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