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I don't even know who you are
Smoke three blunts in the car
Drank too much at the bar
Lot of handshakes from the fakes
I don't even know who you are
Smoke three blunts in the car
Drank too much at the bar
Lot of handshakes from the fake
All of my exes, gotta move on
Killing these rappers, they the ones that you mourn
Never really fucked with a man in uniform
Finna look him in his eyes like, how do you conform?
I'm a fucking unicorn
Working every night all night until the morn
Whole lot of people waiting for me to perform
Devils in charge, look close and see the horns
I know that nigga got plans for all the mans I just hope he understands his plans don't stand a chance
Laying in the sand, my hands are full of xans I began to resent the times that I repent
Me and my mans make one hell of a band, traveled unknown lands, ditch rooms inside a tent
Weed in my hands is blunt as an event, ame growing every day, still I remain certain
When you die, no one remembers what you bought, the cars that you drove or the followers you got
They remember who you are, not who you try to be
Niggas always selling out, man, it's suicide to me
Everybody got a mark, up to you to find a beach
There's a hidden paradise, up to you to find a beach
Doors open every day, up to you to find the key
You can do what you wanna, hoping you can find the shit
Life's a goddamn movie, hope you make the finals ring
Jean-Claude Van Damme, how I rearrange the team
Kicked a whole lot of niggas out and put them in they place
Bars like rocket launchers, equipped with laser beams
Niggas talk a whole lot of shit behind the scenes
They just seem kinda pissed that none of them made the team
I start to realize you just wanna see me fail
Very well, you and your clique can burn in hell
Got enough cash to burn a deck
Used to rap for percocets
Now I rap for a living
Kept it real from the beginning
To the top of my squad and we ain't looking back I guess it's my fault
Turning my brothers into gods
Say what you want, but you can't sit with us
I don't even know who you are
Smoke three blunts in the car
Drank too much at the bar
Lot of handshakes from the fakes
I don't even know who you are
Smoke three blunts in the car
Drank too much at the bar
Lot of handshakes from the fake
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