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Lyrics:
Uh, uh, yeah bitch, ha, ha Thats what I like to call my type of shit
Yeah, forward progression, niggas got it backwards Im relevant but nothin like you other rappers You see I fuck with trap niggas Because really, Im the only one rappin, get it how you live
Survival of the fittest you should know the code All I got is what I give until they overload Nigga, Im the shit overflowed And I grab a blunt split it like a chromosome
Uh, Ill have it where youre bitch aint phonin home We done blown the whole oak gettin our stoner on Aint gotta say shit, I know you dont See my chain, make the same face from Home Alone
All this good weed that Im puffin Got me feelin like there aint a place I cant go Aint a thing I wont do And Im awake so I guess my dreams come true
And the game gave me a feelin that no one can take away from me I said no one can take away from me On the road doin shows, oh, no one can take away from me I get a feelin that no one can take away
Uh, down to take a trip my nigga, whats the ticket hittin for? I got some hoes that wanna roll too, ha, ha And if you wanna see what its like to be just the team And tired of the background so you make your own scene Ill hit you up when I roll through
Yeah, California weed keep ya pissed off in your mind state Hard to get it on it so my niggas boost the crime rate Its obvious Im ghetto so they love me like Im Kid Rock Try your luck with whats around my neck and get ya wig chopped
Fuckin with I can get you so much cash or nowhere fast I got your bitch in awe, she never flown first class Or had the driver get her bags
And the game gave me a feelin that no one can take away from me I said no one can take away from me On the road doin shows, oh, no one can take away from me I get a feelin that no one can take away
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