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I got just like Santana
I got just like Santana
I got just like Santana
I got jewels like Santana

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I like Juelz Santana
Leg out the Phantom
Oh wait, who the fuck I think I'm
I just feel my damn self
Caught you lil [?] Drake Voice, that my anthem
I'm Hype Williams with a
Brown with a handscale
Y'all on a treadmill
Just runnin' at a stand
I'm that motherfucking nigga homie, that's just that I can't help
All sucker MC's, that's just something that I can't feel
Was I with your bitch last night, that's just something I can't tell
Gotta fuck with niggas better
Can't with niggas doing lesser
All these niggas doing extra
Til you put underneath some pressure
It's like in a rat race, they tryna see who can tell the fastest
Tell 'em niggas go that way, that or they picking out caskets
I done gave so much out
don't appreciate shit
So it's time to help out
These niggas gon' forget
It's 2017 nigga giddy up, all bets took
Triple double on these niggas every got me feeling like Westbrook
Got the basics on 'em a textbook
Getting to the money, smoking best
I ain't worried 'bout none of you
I'm worried 'bout how my checks look
My new she the baddest so I ain't worried 'bout how my ex look
But I've a picture of that bitch and she got that [?]
All these fucking Twitter threats, you gon' kill this you gon' that
the police ain't got the internet
Man, real niggas into that
it's real nigga we getting into that
No chitter chat, we through
Hate shit you still talking, we spinning back getting rid of
Niggas better chill, cheap on the block
we from we see a lot
Niggas get popped tryna be who not
don't know how to dress
No stylist I be all kinda
I'm a big fiend for Aumary jeans cause they fit good and the pockets
Big wad and the small tool on me, nigga that's my pocket wrench
Leap frog, I the fence
Like you got no fucking common sense
And start busting on your ass like I ain't got no fucking kinda sense
Aw man, they ain't for me
Aw man, they ready for me
Probably got your bitch somewhere naked 'bout to get ready for me
Had to cut a lot of niggas off but I they was never for me
You tryna get that right now paper, I'm tryna get forever money
Just a nigga a attitude, tryna get that Jerry Heller money
I'm ruthless in the booth
Ice on, on, I'm too lit
Car, cool whip and the roof
offset it
Bowlegged how the sit
Here that boy go stunting again, yeah I'm on my bullshit

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Leg out the Phantom
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