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Sean Paul Young
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Alright Niggas mad at me but I can't help it I need every win I'm selfish If it's me or you I promise you'll get dealt wit Mastermind You play wit me or mine I promise that you die We don't sympathize with losers We ain't ever been they kind A couple shots at they Medulla Have em leaking from the side Find the niggas that you cool wit Do em dirty on the live It's thirty in this iron In my state of mind I'm volatile Choppa swinging through yo domicile Like Tiger on the mound This a doomsday like Dumile Swear the whole game got some tooth decay Since their infancy eating sugar lace Coated candy canes Quoted pander ways Got em feeling safe That Placebo faith Got em fiending fake Since their fetal phase Til they face to face To the realest case In the industry That's a fatal fate Like the operation that I mentioned before Opps are racing just to get on the flow(floor) Shots were blazing as entered the door Ain't no question no one fucking with Doe Kept it a buck while they missing some dough Time ain't wasting when I'm chasing the goal Intention driven when I'm one in the hole I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) Doin dirt They chastise em Good girl but bad timing Tryna downsize my bad side Will She'll be around? That's unlikely By the time I get my shit together Mayweather be done lost like 9 times Old bitch on my gram tryna find signs Wishin I shot the club like I'm shyne I rather pay a fine before I find time For yo shit today Got a nigga flipping in this bitch like I just worked 10 shifts And they didn't tip, got my check and it's missin pay Don't pull up on me you ain't check on me a day to day I was down bad in a major way They light was green I was made to wait They Treat my plans like it's okay to flake Them Messages went from okay to K So when the cheese start to stack don't you make a face Had to cut it mad ways that's what made a great (Grate) She gon come when I say wasn't made to chase I just Stuck to the paper n I made a tape N went big on big like my name was faith You got All that drip and no safe or bank Couple founding fathers Couple sinners in my pocket Prepared for trouble This that rated R team rocket Blasting off Dancing on a couple comets Talking to a few prophets Vomit all this new knowledge Messy but still come out polished Like a washed impala Climbing like koala Hot as Guatemala You ain't touchin nada I'm ya newest problem crash landed like deceptions Megatron Jaws of a megladon Mega Don in my new blazer Ghost riding like I'm Johnny Unboxed hell-raiser Put my burdens all behind me I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy Competition In ya whip more than a piston Pistol whip or play position Pitch a fit bitch flick my wrist then Niggas watch like where my wrist went That's so likely of my pigment Once you member, don't forget it We was slaves, don't forget it Ain't get paid, don't forget it If I had a chance to get it then it's mine Don't forget it I deal uno nice so I'm one of a kind Don't forget it Like a gym rope that's the top to bottom line Bitch good riddance Ain't no kin to me That's how they pretend to be Behind all them lines lies the heart of the enemy Whatever keep em sleep at night I'm woke so that shit good to me Cuz tigers neva changing stripes I wish a Nigga wood to me (Welll) You can't stop me when in the middle of the swing Counting O's up in the dough But still ain't eating Krispy Kreme Caught a glimspe of how I'm clean Shawty swoon Like i'm the best she's ever seen Or heard A word up out my mouth And she buckle, trickling down Like the sound & peep the posture I'm proper when not a problem You start it & I might solve it Or let you figure it out Won't entertain what lies beneath Unless putting it up for tee Filling cups with Wild & Welll Tea Undefeated inside this Tee I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) Best feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) I'm at my best Feeling like I'm Tiger In my red shirt No time for stressing When I'm under pressure Get tha bread first (Alright) Alright
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