Correction Lyrics Young Sinatra V by Nitin Randhawa

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(Nitin Randhawa)
It's that Young Sinatra IV sh*t right here
(Rest in peace Mac Miller)
It's been like 10 years
Here we go (You are watching a master at work) (Yeah)

Visualizin' and realizin' my life is f**kin' crazy
Poppin' like JAY-Z, Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and b*t*h
I've been ready to kill it, it's so amazing
b*t*h, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass, I ain't talkin' grazing
They just hit the tape while I sip scotch
Let the haters kick rocks, my sh*t is tip-top
I never flip-flop, why? 'Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own, 'cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated
All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated
I'm hated, but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready to kill this
The people, they feel us, me and my team made millions
But you know we still us
That's why they wanna kill us, that's why they wanna kill us
RattPack, real all the time, we never phony
I'm single-handedly running the game like a Sony
While the rest of these rappers is acting
Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley
These racist motherf**kers hate that last line
Probably haters on the internet ain't got nothing to bargain
Said I'd never make it, b*t*h, I just sold out the Garden

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