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"action!", oh-five, pounds in the laredo, they gotta get there today though, ain't no time for tryna lay low, babe bro, if you can't do it, all you gotta do is say no, i'll take it from there, asians on grand ready to work it, displayed a smirk like mr. perfect, under the bridge behind the van in the cab i made the drop-off, thank signs that nothin popped off, since i was young, handled lots of foreign vehicles and things, my father wore the ring when he pushed me in the swing, plus he pushed that red thing, i wanted to be like him so bad, wear the same shoes that he stepped in, of course i need paper, i wanna ride the one-seater like speed racer, in the jetta smokin a one sheet of the green acres, listenin to bullshit music - thinkin how i'm gonna do this, uh, uh, the temptation's real, even though we feel i've been here before, somebody help me, lord, have mercy, it's like the world we live in, was only designed for, somebody wealthy, but what about the rest of us?, what about the rest of us? screamin, "somebody help me", but what about the rest of us?, it's like the world we live in, was only designed for, somebody wealthy, {"turn the lights on!"}, yeah yeah, yo, i'm from a place called the jungle where the livin' is rough, it had me low for a while now i'm pickin' it up, holdin' the spot straight stickin' it rippin' it up, i dropped switchin' and not givin' a fuck, so what you want? got your bitch nigga grippin' her butt, around my dick, takin' pics nigga flickin' it up, my clique is what's up, get buck if you want, you'll end up dumped chump in a pond, lake, in a trunk of new york, there's no duckin' me, the bada$$, time for no fuckery, won't find a chick who got a dime or take a single buck from me, these hoes be lovin' me, i keep it so g, respectin' where i be, nigga check your og, my back flow will mirror your fat flows well here it go, my, visions is lineal when i'm rippin' the video, it's a lyrical miracle when i enter your stereo, the rarest breeds sick like venereal diseases, uh, dyin for nothin, killin to live, fightin for somethin, too bad we don't know what it is, what you think all of this cash for?, tryna put stamps on my passport, man i'm just schemin on new hoes, already forgot 'bout my last broad, cause,

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Artist: joey bada$$