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Yeah (Yeah)
Let's get it (Let's get it)

Uhh
It's never been a nigga to take me outta my element
Negative energy, to me really irrelevant
I kill em all,
That's the way I make em relevant
(Me) I'm doing it big
Doing it big, like an elephant
Fuck these haters talking?
These niggaz be on that sucker shit
I bought myself a crib
Finally got tired of paying rent
Had to pull my pants up
Finally had to become a man
Used to be on the outside, with The Outsiders lookin' in
Now I'm on the inside looking out
Fuck they talkin bout?
I used to be Talk of The Town, way before Talk of the Town
Niggaz stalking down
Every time I turn around
See em face-to-face, I don't hear shit
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Uhh
Like the late Makaveli
Man I used to (Get Around)
Wasn't dying to commit wit a chick I was dicking down
I was young, city-bound
Niggaz couldn't tell me shit
(Ayyy)
Movado my wrist
I think they know what time it is
(Uhh)
Survival of the fit
I gotta make it out this bitch
By any means (I mean)
I been grindin', been on my deen
Won't let any haters are infiltrators come in between
What I got...
(What chu got ol'head)?
Notta goddamn thing
Mind your business lil boy
Stay in your fuckin lane
For ah, fuck up your paint
Thinking shit is a game
You ain't big enough
Get the fuck out the paint
They told me keep it a hunnit
I thought I Ben Frank
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Tell it to my bank
(Laughs)
I find that funny
I'm eating,
(Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
Don't that sound yummy
I'm far from a dummy
I'm smarter than all of you niggaz
The audacity, for these bitches to fall for these niggaz
It's disgusting
They frauds, they lames, they clowns
Whenever I come around
I don't hear shit
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I come from a violent town
Where the shit goes down
Separate yourself from haters
For you end up underground
Don't put no trust in these bitches
They line you up, for these clowns
It's called sticking and moving
Never sticking around (Naw)

Running away
Stop running away
Cause you come from nothin'
To have somethin'
They got something to say
Ohhhhh (Ohhhhh)
Ohhhhh (Ohhhhh)
Nigga I was grinding just like you
Come from the bottom, yes it's true
Ohhhhh (Ohhhhh)
Ohhhhh (Ohhhhh)