| Catch me on your block
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| Always mobbin' with my niggas
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| Countin' hunnids up to the light
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| Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
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| Bout the fuckin guap!
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| I don’t think they even get it
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| Pockets stacked up like it’s lunch
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| Pull up nev-
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| Weh the bloodclat do you, siddung?
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| (Tokyo Ghoul intro)
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| Cheated on the code, I can see it clearly now (Yeah)
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| Thought you would’ve known bout how it flows out of my mouth (Yeah)
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| They don’t wanna see me when my jeans got on the pouch (Yeah)
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| Baby wants to snort from a nigga out of town
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| Catch me on your block
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| Always mobbin' with my niggas
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| Countin' hunnids up to the light
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| Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
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| Bout the fuckin guap!
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| I don’t think they even get it
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| Pockets stacked up like it’s lunch
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| Pull up never causin' racket, fight
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| Damn down
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| I like gin shots poured in my beer (Yeah)
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| I’m not fazed
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| Busted chance
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| But I stand down
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| I sign papers for the papers, it’s so weird
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| Okay, I go buy more shit it makes me crazy
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| Still no fear, down
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| I’m in my woes
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| Everything’s out of control tonight, yeah
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| You played a role
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| This is no movie
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| Turn off the lights, yeah
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| She’s on her phone
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| Textin' her bros
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| I tell her goodbye, yeah
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| That shit is old
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| Put that shit down
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| You’re getting too hype, yeah
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| Makin a killin I’m feelin around
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| I got different synonyms
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| I can’t waste my time chasin' all of these women
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| I’m buildin
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| And buildin
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| And smashin the ceilin', like fuck it; |
| yeah
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| I’m bout to grow (Hoo)
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| Niggas wanna play the rogue life (Yeah)
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| 50 stacks in a fort night
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| Leavin' bottles by the roadside
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| We ain’t leavin before I go mine
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| Never snitchin on an old life
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| Tell him no, tell him no, tell him no, got it right; |
| yeah
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| I sit along with all my demons cuz they’re nice, yeah
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| In my room I can feel it in my mind, yeah
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| Catch me on your block
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| Always mobbin' with my niggas
|
| Countin' hunnids up to the light
|
| Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
|
| Bout the fuckin guap!
|
| I don’t think they even get it
|
| Pockets stacked up like it’s lunch
|
| Pull up never causin' racket, fight
|
| Catch me on your block
|
| Always mobbin' with my niggas
|
| Countin' hunnids up to the light
|
| Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah
|
| Bout the fuckin guap!
|
| I don’t think they even get it
|
| Pockets stacked up like it’s lunch
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| Pull up never causin' racket, fight
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| (Tokyo Ghoul outro) |