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Is your house big? Is your car nice?

Is your girl fine? Fuck her all night?

Is ya well paid? Are your shows packed?

If your song played, would they know that?

How the thug life? How the love life?

How the work load? Is your buzz right?

Do the trap jump? Is the plug right?

Got ya head right? Boy, yeah right

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Pretty woman wanna slit the wrist

Pretty woman wanna be a rich man's bitch

Pretty woman want a couple kids

Pretty woman wanna new ass, new lips

Pretty woman wanna push a Benz

Come correct and she won't let you in

Thumbin' through the checks, she gets it in

Diamonds on your neck, is them pretend?

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Got an enemy that changes

Depending what direction

You're facing

Got an enemy that tells you

What block and what division you're placed in

You pretend to get a better idea about the lifestyle

You're chasing

Keep pretending, make it real until every cell

Replaced, erased

Pop till it vacant, pop till a wrist pop, pop till he shakin'

Pop like four in the floor been in rotation

No allegation, popular demand

A hundred stand my name is only for conversation

New York **** be like deadass

LA **** be like all the dead homies

I was off the porch like FedEx

2-11, got bread on me

K-Dot twilight, the zeitgeist

Roll like fried rice and tempura shrimp, uh

Temporary pimp, naw, they remember them

Just canary yellow gem jumpin' at the fuckin' gym, uh

Swing like new Dana Dane, I ride dirty

Paid like two Damon Wayans, retire early

Fade like shadows, a stallion, the cattle

A bitch's decision for you is narrow

Collision, the money, the fame, the Pharaoh

The physic, the chemist, the lame

Collateral for Kendrick whenever exchanged

Compatible for riches, for more to gain

I said ****, yeah, right, I don't fair fight

But I bear flight, lookin' for my next

Roadkill for the headlight, Hangin' on my last four

Kills for the highlights

My life, high life, high fly, bye-bye, bye-bye

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