[Intro:]
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You gon' have to kill me for me to stop gettin' it, feel me?
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Straight up
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God!
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Finally famous, nigga
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Paper chasers, G.O.O.D
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My girl the baddest, too, G.O.O.D
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I'mma just keep countin'
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I look up
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Okay
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[Hook:]
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I always got a grip, I never slip, I never panic
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Got my Rolex set Pacific, while I fly through the Atlantic
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And just like a know-it-all, I always got the upper hand
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And if I listen to you bitches I would still be on the campus
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But instead I'm in The Standard, with a girl who got some standards
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Gettin' head in the Jacuzzi and she claim she from Los Angeles
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But she ain't come up for air one time, I swear she from Atlantis
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[Verse 1:]
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It's so f*ckin' hard to have manners since I bought a manor
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I never take off, I just take off her panties
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To partially nominated, yeah, yeah nigga you know me
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Hop on a song and kill with niggas, who just won all the trophies
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Bitch I ain't playin' no more like D. Rose or Kobe, it's Kobe the beef and it's shrimp ravioli
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Sean Don, you know me, my cash homophobic, I swear it's so straight
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Then I double it up like I cloned it!
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My homie called me like "Sean Don, look
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You know I got a girl, like you, so my nigga this one's off the books
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But could you hook me up with Ariana Grande?"
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Seems like niggas just call me for the hook-up or to get up off the hook
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I'm back in this bitch like I'm parallel parkin' (swerve swerve)
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Get hit with that 18, what's that? Bitch it's two 9's, that's parallel sparkin'
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I look up to the stars and God damnit I swear I can hear them shits talkin'
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To you they the stars but to me they a target
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She said that I'm fine and I say that I'm gorgeous
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I'm livin' so lawless, I promise
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We just landed, Bora Bora
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Champagne, I pour, I pour
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Model girls, old Kimora
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F*ck more or less, it's more or more
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I'm stackin' paper, safe to say drawer to drawer, bank to bank, floor to floor
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Touch a dollar and them killas be door to door to door to door to door to door
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Face to face, Hennessy, case to case
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Day to day, I paper chase, amazin' grace
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I've been plottin' since '86, and I was born in '88
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So what the f*ck that make me?
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A young visionary
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My secretary finna be a millionare
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Imma call her military
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Finally Famous militarian, I rep that, that
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'Till I hit the cemetery
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And I'm way too skinny for jail, ho
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So I gotta stay rich enough just for the bail, ho
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I'm collectin' this change like I live in a well
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Heaven on Earth, I could get it through Hell
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Bitch, we did it and did it ourselves
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So now I'm presidential, my life, presidential, my wife
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Residential, the lake, presidential estates
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Like my homie Tone said, I could talk about my watch all day
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But that's a f*ckin' presidential debate
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Man shout out to SAYITAINTTONE and Jay John
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Adubb Da Gawd, Earlly Mac, Danny Brown
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Oba and Boldy, Doughboyz and Vezzo
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Trick, Eminem, Royce Team
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East Side, K-Dizzle
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Dusty, Ro' Spit and the rest of them niggas
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'Till we come together, we all ain't gon' get it
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We run the city!
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[Interlude:]
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Man, free my dog Juan, man, straight up
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Lot of shit been on my mind lately, feel me?
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[Verse 2:]
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My homie talked to me like "Man why you look the way you lookin'?
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How you feel the way you feel
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When you got every architect in town
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Man, tryna sit and build
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You got every girl that's in Detroit that's hot tryna come chill
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Cause I just lost my nigga Doe B and a f*ckin' Uncle Phil
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Nigga, Ye layed the Blueprint
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So I need hundred dollar bills, new print
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Hangin' from my family tree, I'm a nuisance, millionaire
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F*ck your two cents, you ain't do shit
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I'm a player, baby, I be wearin' zoo print
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Lightin' struck like Zeus sent
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Sometimes, to see the bigger picture, man you gotta zoom in
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Sean cold, bitch where you been?
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Motherf*cka, I've been great
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This for the fans that say they love the album but they f*ckin' love the mixtapes
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For y'all, man I do whatever it takes
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Don't worry
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[Hook]
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[Outro:]
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Finally famous
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You little f*ckin' bitch
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And all that I just did, all my old shit, that's practice
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So from here on out it's murder, nigga
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Oh that's who you excited, oh that's the new nigga?
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He's alright
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You ain't f*ckin' with me!
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Waddup doe Key Wane!
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As the dynasty grows, sunshine's all we know
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Detroit, G.O.O.D
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Waddup La Flame, the homie Travi$ Scott
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Killin' y'all
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My girl the baddest, my drinks the coldest
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My team the realest, the trillest
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Finally Famous over everything
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