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Know a few of yall ain't heard of me Dose, turn me up bruh Know a few of yall ain't heard of me Just know I'm on fire nigga, 3rd degree Uh, track slayer known to murder beats All I do is make hits, Major League I'm into major things, making major moves, such a major dude, I guess... I'm too clever match I'm too clever catch I'm too clever latch, on Top back riding slow in the fast lane Strong in the air, feelin like the Best Man I'm On Mine On My g Grind Top back riding slow in the fast lane Strong in the air, feelin like the Best Man Played life like a chess game While the others slept, bed frame Never cut cane, just cut brain And let it cha-ching, till the checks came Making moves like a jet plane If life's a bitch, I'm just tryna get the pet tamed I'm like a set stain, cause I su-stain Doin my thang, shit you know the old sayin... I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I wouldn't stop if the brakes did Coming up like stairs from the basement Know I took that, like I took rap Took ya girl too, but man you can have her back I need somethin a little better than whack A little better than fat, and a little better than that, Uh I'm too clever match, too clever catch, And too clever latch, on... To the next one So fluid, flow like a cess pump All I do is win, like chest bump Charlie Sheen swag, I'ma hot shot On my Top Gun, buzz heating up Crock pot, now who want some Not wit Dre DaSon, I'm brighter than the room Top back, Man on fire in the tunes, thinkin... I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please It aint hot till I've laced it Dre DaSon, so close I can taste it They too basic, but I've raised it That's the bar, spew reps just to stay fit And, I come highly rated, anticipated So close to made it, sophisticated And, highly faded All about my green but all beef is catered You can test me but I'll pass that Wit fly colors in the wind whippin hatchback See a bad bitch, go and mack that Catch a good hustle, go and cash out Made a future thru a flashback Hatas stuck on my past, you can have that I ain't goin back that I'm this far Ain't nothin but success on my radar I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please I've got myself right, and I'm doin just what I please
Writer(s): D'andre Dawson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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