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I am not paying no motherfucking retail for Purple Label this

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Two cups and I got that drank
Two jawns but tonight they straight
flow and I do not date
Real G shit I use no cape
I got my I love hip hop
J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big
wanna act we can get improv
Bread on me that's a garlic
out and my hair long
Loud shit, noise
Like B.o.B., Got
Not one J got a pair or
Folarin bitch releast in this ho
Shoutout to them niggas who f-ck with me at Interscope
My ambition to
is why I'm in this fo'
Women at my
This is oh so much like votes
I make her moist
This is why her mad
I give her bigger O's
He get her bigger bags
I'm an asshole, so what my like it?
I'm why she get
You why she buy the
The tightest writer to write, dopest to quote it
I'm zonin; I'm in Seattle with Little Cheyenne and
What up? My and them, All my niggas listening
I be one and done'ing hoes like at Michigan
Realest told you that, Cloey love me more than rap
I got that Kobe game, bitch you got that Kobe rap
DMV we on the map, it's over for these corny
Wicked ambition go give this a coroner visit
There's no answer for it, these lyrics
ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
I'm on one, we on but she on E
She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I'm a don
No car key and I that
Cause I fur, no bikini wax
My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen
Swear this closet full of heat, I never need a match
Undefeated, GS in a t-shirt and my hat
Change of scenery, I'm Al Pacino Beaman yeah
Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC
Fuck yo bitch to The Weeknd, I ain't speaking that CD player
But to that OVO, Shout out to the whole T.O
YMCMB, MMG we run the globe
This the district where politicians is fucking
And I done some old beefs make a bunch of news
A neutral mover, truly cool a bunch of crews
keep a shooter, there's always one with something to prove
Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter
Keep wifey in La Perla and you ask her what that tori cost
Always keep a dodie on on me, I for that Maury talk
A 40 of that OE, Veggie my homie
Out in LA Im hitting switches
This ain't mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't my bitches
I swear I love my music, I hate this business
I swear it's like this liquor is a lot of women
Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, is Lipton
Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is is iller?
Nigga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy
Women front, they get its
She never no games with me so I never get her Coach
I'm to boast, this lyrical overdose
George Foreman grillin', shit I spit that rope-a-dope
She be sliding on the pole, slide and roll my smoke
White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that's word to Hall &
And it's f-ck everybody
I run the Summer, don't plan on sharing
Shoutout yo momma, that bitch is sorta fine
That yellow bitch, a lot of face, she that
Got a bunch of haters, but I got more to
Mohammed got a little mac, get your shoulder popped
I don't really know a lot, but I hope these know my heart
My Nomo be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got
Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent
If I'm getting geechy I can rock three chains on block
DC maybe PG MMG shit do understand it
The only team more powerful? and Malia family
Malia family, We the
I give these bitches my seed, swear they don't a nanny
Won't see me in the til a nigga see a Grammy