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been through
Fuck you and your grapevine
You small I’m double X
Got a magazine for the Grade 9's
I seen the barrel baby
It look me in my eyes
I thank

And I'm knocking on your door like I'm the floor's annoying 
Neighbor
I won't strive for 9-5's not taking orders like a waiter cuz I'm really too alive

pesos 
They know I'm gon chase that bag
Keep my guys close gotta watch my back
Got 5g no I'll never lag 
Gimme a bag and I'll hop on the track 
If I'm

forsaking
Gotta get it right
Head strong since I turned on five
Center of the throng its goin be a riot
Damn shame we can't live it twice
Fly Viet Cong when

(Ayo mom I'm going out)
(Aight that's cool)
(You want something)
(Naw naw just wear your mask)
(Aight aight I know I know I know)
(Wear you mask)

in de Kamer
You just gotta watch your language in de Kamer
And be nice to the Kameraman

Roken in de Kamer is for real
So just adjust the way you feel

Hatin' n***** get back
Only facts, factual
Play your role like actors do
N***** talk slick about me
Then my n***** coming right after you
Number 1 every

aggravation 
Instead I use the pin for therapy
Fast forward, whoever think I'm getting paid, for displaying the hurt in me
Competition ain't a factor, can't get

pesos 
They know I'm gon chase that bag
Keep my guys close gotta watch my back
Got 5g no I'll never lag 
Gimme a bag and I'll hop on the track 
If I'm

Dollar van
2 Dollar bus
Its crazy how they doubted us
When i aint have the V
My push to start was lighting chronic up
Maryland
Silver springs

I tote it
200 my dash, I'm pushin' right up on the gas, gotta V12 in the motor
I'm movin' too fast, cops can't remember the tag, too late n**** it's

You telling me I'm the one?
Shit, I believe you
All of them others is see through
You heard of God?
Shit, I been the v2
I don't mean to fuckin' stunt

upset
We just turning the page see ain't we done yet
(That's all you need to know)
As these memories drift by, I well up inside
As I shift into 5

knee deep 
To poseing up on your tv 
To throwing the songs on repeat 
And if I’m down by 10 with :20 left you cannot beat me 

I feel like I’m low in

of everyone, why she was the one to get by
Now she's bagged with five others, all the same colour, shape and size
She's flying across the ocean with her friends

nothin stopping me
I got like 5 hoes I can call just incase I get horny
Yeah bitch don't play with me
You're secret safe with me
Eat it up like a feast

to hear some tales of getting shot by police
Or practicing the 5th amendment so I can learn about peace
It really hurts when I hear my influences decide

wanted to be a rapper
Now you gotta spit your shit

Ain't got time, ain't got
Ain't got time
Ain't got time
Ain't got time

I ain't got no time for playing games, get on my level
Yeah I'm swinging for the fences, Willie Mays with a metal bat
Every day I'm focused

the harmony

They don't get it learning all the plays to call like Belichick
Single mom raised by a village then now where that village at?
Working hard for my

to go and ready to slide
They say they ready, but they not ready when we come by
I'm way to petty I gotta get 'em before I die
She got a nigga, but she

Gotta keep pushing till I make it, man that's regardless 
Divine intervention please get me out this darkness 

I just wanna quit my job
Run my own biz

that
I'm losing control, girl spammin the line
She call, I decline, why your bitch on my dick, man, she wasting my time
When I pipe her by the window,

a new V, dropped about a quarter
Gotta get rich, it ain't no other option
Just got some bands and spent it on some water That boy was broke, but now he