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What's the problem? Come on, I'll take you home (Conductor) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, you know who the f**k it is (Ayo) When God molded me, he made nothing else like it It's easy to be yourself, but lames still try to bite the likeness N***as really ain't worth sh*t, either way you slice it (N***as washed) As long as my connect don't play with the prices, I'm righteous A gold smile, pal, your whole style is now cipher My main focus is collectin' check and drivе the price up On my bullsh*t when I mic up I slidе through, throw the smokers a pebble for pay, and then they pipe up F**k a short, but I take nineteen from my favorite fiend He owe me a favor, I give him the gauge and he make a scene Palm filthy from the dirty dough, no way to make it clean Prada on the body of my ho, she from Jamaica, Queens Head to toe in designer clothes, f**k state greens I seen a n***a whole face ripped open in HD Caught a few cases and dirt, dunny, I'm waist deep At this location, droppin' a check in the AC My n***as real right, fly hard sellers in Margielas The world is ours, swear to God, nothing you can tell us I'm hurtin' they heart, makin' these n***as jealous Still smell the dope in my clothes, I'll be a D-boy forever Real right, fly hard sellers in Margielas The world is ours, swear to God, nothing you can tell us I'm hurtin' they heart, makin' these n***as jealous Still smell the dope in my clothes, I'll be a D-boy forever I'm familiar with the scales, sandwich bags, and the frequent buyers Filthy bread, gettin' slow head from ghetto Mýas My gun fire and it's black, like a car tire All of my bars barbed wire, they admire That's why them n***as all copy, but they'll never be flyer Don't give a f**k about celebrity, that cheddar be higher On my list, free my brother Drama, he been down for six Since a jit been duckin' the pigs in the Crown Vic' They want the Oxycontin pills, fishscale and that brown sh*t Aim at the target, make sure that all of my rounds hit Dope boy pedigree, a couple times a shooter at the scene allegedly But God had plans for my destiny Life a b*t*h I d**ked, but I'm lit, so she don't be stressin' me My BAPE satchel got a thousand ecstasy I think you're taking your girlfriend to the movies or something No, we're coming from the movies And, uh As we're coming out, these incredible, awful-looking Dead creatures come out And try to hurt us As they close in on us, an amazing thing happened, you know? Conductor, we have a problem
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