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Blowing Smoke Ayy It's 7AM in the morning, I been up since 3 F*** it, I'ma keep going Yeah Young Pen Griffey I go to, I go to bat for my niggas The pun was intended, ni*** Wow, look how I'm livin', ni*** Angels say watch how you spendin', ni*** Devil say cop a new Bentley, ni*** Might as well, quick as you get it, ni*** Made a prediction, ni*** Fortune teller, ni*** Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it, ni*** You a rappin' contradiction, ni*** Hunnid racks on a sticker New whip and I'm in it with her Set it off, this a stick up 'Til they came and shake shit up Shakin' that shit up Then I go put another check in the bank, ni*** Got a lot up on my plate, ni*** Grandma need a new estate, ni*** You a fraud, you a fake, ni*** Can't keep up with the pace, ni*** Get the f*** up out the race, ni*** Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah Yeah, I heard it all before Don't let 'em lie to you anymore Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore Ayy, don't let 'em fool you, baby Gene Snyder, gear shift a ni*** Need a lighter for the spliff, ni*** I pull up in; a street fighter chain, hit a ni*** Now that I got your attention, ni*** Keep my name off your lips, ni*** Hey, just like her, I don't take you serious, ni*** No you can't be serious, ni*** You can't be serious, ni*** I can't even hear it, ni*** Gotta be up on my tier, ni*** You ain't nowhere near, ni*** Young Tiller don't fear a ni*** Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, ni*** Know you seen me last year, ni*** All at Cleveland Cavaliers, ni*** Thoroughbred, I'm a winner D'USSE in my cup, I feel like Jigga Wins got me hittin' liquor (faded) And they got you niggas feelin' bitter (you mad) Bitch, I been a heavy hitter But you barely makin' plays, ni*** F*** it, let me demonstrate, ni*** Home runnin', not safe, ni*** Guess I got what it takes, ni*** Can't keep up with the pace, ni*** Get the f*** up out the race, ni*** Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah Yeah, I heard it all before Don't let 'em lie to you anymore Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore
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