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You know very well #GetTwistedSundays You know very well Yeah, yeah, yeah You know very well Ouu You know very well Who you are Look, it was all reality, Mama ain't really have no salary Clothes raggedy, chili bowl on my head was a tragedy No one laughed at me 'cause whether they was student or faculty When it came to capping, they referred to me as your majesty Lowkey: A coping mechanism I told jokes 'cause I was broke and hoped it divert some attention From the fact that we was five kids living in one room Ain't hit me 'til we played hide-and-seek Nowhere to run to but the closet Deserve applauses for making it out the slums Gotta be flawless or hella cautious to make it without a gun Hear ye, hear me, loud and clearly Ain't no Bambis on my block, they get turnt to deer meat, ouu Rap cats fear me, Yahweh steer me Biggie must be near me, how these beats be dearly Departed; don't start it if you can't finish hard My partners retarded, was jackin' foreign cars But we was just in high school, though When "MOB safely on the daily" was advice to those Guys who told me they can't live life too slow And then I'd teach them how you can—Ryu flow, hahaha Ha-da-da-douken I'ma grind till my mama out here drop-top-coupe'ing Thot-thots choosing, block hot, Crockpot brewing Touch Fat, I'll c*ck back and have your top "Suu whoop"-ing It's all peace, lil' buddy Murder tracks and interludes, word to Rican McGusty Used to wanna make the trunk stutter like Bubba Ray Dudley Get my highly effective habits straight from Stephen A. Covey Hell, I be reading on the low, disagree with being broke "Ultralight Beam"-ing, lowkey, feel like a beacon when I flow I remember being poor, we was sleeping head to toe Jacking oatmeal cookies and StarCrunches from Stop 'N' Go Kenneth Cole, Guess Jeans, penny loafs Every day, I was digesting plenty jokes It was cold' who'd ever thought that I'd heat up? Put instrumentals on my plate then break 'em down and eat 'em up? Not me! Before this, I played ball—you can Google me If I met you in the hole, it was a eulogy I swear to God, it amuses me How I went from broads shooing me to tryna groove with me Because I've musically transitioned; now, I'm at a higher level Caught me in a rainy season, this some dry weather I chose Fat 'cause I knew I couldn't acquire better Me and Fat, Notebook status, we tryna die together Don't smoke but if I did we'd get high together Or do like The O'Jays and prob'ly cry together I ain't gon' lie, we was abstinent to the highest level But dog, that ceremony over—that means it's pie for dinner, ouu You know very well Dog, that ceremony over—that means it's pie for dinner, ouu You know very well You know very well You know very well Who you are
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