| A nigga like one foot in, one foot out
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| This shit like a hopscotch, you know what I’m sayin'?
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| Everything in my lyrics, is certain
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| You can be sure off
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| I was on a journey, in Virginia, as a virgin
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| I ain’t even lose my virginity
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid
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| I don’t know how to write in cursive
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| I’m poppin' checks but I gotta work 'em
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| I’m in the bank line with the blurrp
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| I be geeked up, Steve Urkel
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| I don’t want no money for my verses
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| 'Cause I ain’t get this money on purpose
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| 'Cause I ain’t even gotta get dirty
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| My youngins go duffel up 30 (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| I was in Virginia as a virgin (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| Done did everything, snatch purses
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| Did everything, burglerin' to murderin'
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| Subpoena, yeah, them crackers try to serve 'em
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| You can go and tell my attorney that
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| I don’t even like to get verbally
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| You can go ask my attorney this
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid
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| Go and ask Trae at the Cash for Gold
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| Pullin' out bags of gold like it’s from Africa
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| I was doin' everything
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| I was snatchin' chains, now my album goin' two times platinum
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| Young CEO, no managers
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| This for all my niggas doin' calendars
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| Everything orange, smoke cantaloupe
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| Pop a nigga top, pop Adderall
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| I don’t see why we need algebra
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| I be countin' money just to add it up
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| In my mama name, but it’s my car
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| When you street, in a day you just might fall
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| I ain’t never lackin', no, not at all
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| 'Cause I ain’t tryna answer when God call
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| Nigga couldn’t surprise us like my fault
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| If you got your guard off, where’s Waldo?
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah)
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| So I put the new place in my mama name
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah)
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| So it ain’t no pressure, get another chain
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| Still in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Plus I’m in the rap game gettin' double paid |