Correction Lyrics Tupac 2.0 by DaBaby

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Yeah, I know how it go (Yeah)
You put in your work, you deserve it (Huh?)
You realize it was all really worth it (Huh?)
You was still on your grind, you put in plenty time
And they didn't undstand (Them n***as was sleep)
You woke they a** up, but there ain't no alarm
And you know who I am

Ayy, who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they likе the way I do sh*t
I'm the realеst n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a?

Ay biggest rapper alive
They wanted to see me die
But I won't flop, I survive
I'm standing my ground at the top like a tower
Y'all stink, need a shower
All my boys got power
We bad boys, Mike Lowrey
All these ladies sour
Mr. Got That Powder

Ayy, who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a?

I woke up, checked my bank account, I knew sh*t was good
I got so much sh*t I think about, that's why I keep these 'woods
My own family tryna push me out, keep me out the hood
They say, "Boy, you're dancing with the devil, sh*t won't end up good"
I'm like, "Sh*t, I'd rather go out here than anywhere in the world"
Give my masters and my royalties to my boys and baby girl
They like, "How my Daddy spoil me? He ain't even on this earth"
All my kids gon' be rich as f**k before I hit the dirt
Ayy, who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a?

Shout out to Will Smith, I'm a bad boy (Huh)
She pretty and she got that a** (A**)
I asked her what she got that a** for (Huh)
I told her to shut up and back it up (Shut up)
You n***as ain't good, you don't rap enough (Nope)
Got on a bandana like Pac (Pac)
You gon' run up on me in a MAC and coat (Yeah yeah)
I couldn't get right, the driver's seat
Hop out and switch, we gon' f**k in the pa**enger (Ayy, ayy)
And you know I don't flop when I drop
Everything that I drop is a cla**ic, I'm cla**ical
And she make that d**k disappear like it's magic
My b*t*h, she do magic, she magical (Voila)
She came and hopped on my d**k on a Saturday
Had to hold on, she a savage (Ayy, ayy)
Put the b*t*h on a play, jumpin' her like LA (Ayy, ayy)
Few, few, proud of me
I'm tryna deep stroke (Deep stroke)
Gettin' hard to hold on, I can't handle it (Yeah)
Pull out and bust on her belly (Ugh)
Throw up the West, Makaveli (West Side)
I get a ride like I'm Pac (Huh)
I'ma act like a thot if you let me
Ayy, who you is, n***a? I'm like the 2Pac of the new sh*t
A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do sh*t
I'm the realest n***a rappin' and my b*t*h like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended
Ayy who you is, n***a?

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