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The last time I smoked, I think it was about a pound.
I thought Lou laced my weed, I was about to pan 'em out
He told me quietly, 'Nigga, you was on the loud'
I was running 'round the room, Rocky tryna send me down
Went to club with, and I seen Busta Rhymes with the red neck
And he looking at me like, 'Nigga, you sniffed a line?'
You heard this before, you probably would have lost your mind
But I had to change my lines, cause TT didn't like my rhymes.
Everybody always giving prays to the team
When all my niggas do is get fly & sip lean.
Niggas think we're stupid, with all these designer things
We walk in Hilfigers office and hear that ching-ching
We get paid from Tommy, the rest of y'all niggas silly
And walk in office meetings with camoflauge and a philly
And only get brain from the bitches that know the dilly,
She rocked the mic and killed lip sync like Milly Vanilly.
Being broke been the best thing that happened to me
It give me hunger pain, something strange happened to me.
It filled my brain up with things so imaginary
Then I start to spit flames with vocabulary.
My momma thought I wouldn't make it with this rapping shit
Lint in my pockets and I still ain't ask for shit.
Dreams of traveling the world so lav-er-ish,
Fuck a couple bitches that be fucking with them tab-a-lets
Lean sip' fabrics, you nigga it's just average
I'm about a motherfucking buck like Mavericks
Fucking hoes in palaces, posing for the cameras
Feds scream,
Lord, like a motherfucking catholic.
Hoes trying to snap a pic, while a nigga tappin' it
Bitches love my words, on stage they try to grab my dick
I'm the best when it comes to this rapping shit,
I eat a nigga sleeping like bed bugs in mattresses.
Still up in the HOOD with them stragglers
Fourty calibers if a nigga talking blasphemous, Young Trap Lord,
I'm going back to Nazereth
Lean got me slurring like I got Ty Nas's lisp.

[Danny Brown:]
Excellent weekends are with kinky whores, flow like meteor
Your mediocre retard, put you in the ER
No CPR to bring you back when I pull out this ego
Squize alive ???
Place a blunt of sour, now I'm higher than an seagull
Never ever pass unless you're on of my amigos
'bout to have a trio, call that shit a sequel
Me fucking these whores, we listening to Beanie Sigel
Ain't no way you're equal, nigga why you hating?
It's over for 30 seconds like gang initiation.
Sometimes between them like an abbreviation
Put his ass to sleep like sedation
I done came up from dinner bowl and cereal
To bitches want the pipe like a house of payne video
So Ferginstine tell them get up on there grind
When that A$AP drop, bring it back up for Brown.

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