I got six cellphones and still ain't pickin' up a man The fear ain't but I be damned if the danger ain't Don't up on Chuck, disrespecting his home town He flip on Detroit switchin', hear it in his voice I'm Chicago, Illinois, even if I had a choice I woulda' still picked the that I grew up in And DK NY designed these king on my bed You still on Ian page tryna' pick what to wear, yeah These fresh as me? Tell me how They distressin' t's on they couch Rock band and bands they don't know nothin' 'bout You heard of Iron once? Bro that don't even count Get goofy out my face before I hit send on that text message I'm workin', flexin', just makin' music, Like "what up Chuck, God man, it's me and you and all these dollar bills" And we make the style they try to steal They be runnin' off it like shootin' drills
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Bolt, nine second 100 sprint Four 12's on Suzuki with them tints I'm still Screw movin' slower than a tick Off the drank, purple rain, and rest in peace to Prince in 1999, the revolution was the time You get to like a bird, it sound like when them doves cry Why you run off with a lie you lookin' at the truth? When you see it in the scope, close an eye you shoot Ric Flair off the ropes, Stone Cold, Kevin With the million dollar man, I don't with Hulk Hogan Holy guacamole, only know me for the Ay, I heard you told your shorty take my off her wall
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