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"Black Sheep"

Now I'm the one they like to hate on
To the day you're included know I'm a keep on moving
And you can tell yourself fuck it, get your hate on
I like to smoke on the Buddha, I'm out stacking my loot up
You can get with this, you can get with that
Keep extended clips, know that I be strapped
Tires on the whip, make you think the rims flat
Now you can get with this or you can get with that

[Verse 1:]
I'm adding numbers, I'll make it double and add another
To keep it simple for you: get money, motherfucker
I'm from the land where all the shorties get to dumping
Niggas ain't in the bed, but they planning them undercovers
Fuck the law and I'm a ball like Rucker
Couple grams in the hand and I'm a jam like Smuckers
I never lease and I'm a beast with the bunnies
I keep a dime on my side, her booty big as a onion
I got it on the ave when Fab was rocking throwbacks
I was smoking kush when you was peddling dro bags
I'm a dog without the time for a gat
Napping 'til I'm Warren Buffet, need to hustle to max
Alerting to fuck shit, oh no, we ain't having that
You know I get it popping like a box full of Cracker Jacks
What's cracking, Jack? Know I can handle that
Say you're a gorilla, we come from a different habitat


[Verse 2:]
Now tell me who's the boss and never dealt with the faults
At any moment it's a [?] crossed
Whatever I was driving I was getting it off
I paid the cost, I deserve to lay my head in the loft
Fuck the haters, plenty paper, I'm getting it
Heard you probably pissed, you know I really don't give a shit
My niggas strapped like dykes and getting licks
Any nigga need me with advice is getting rich
Leave me with the waiter and put it all on me
Show her love, buy a dub, get it, it's all bug-free
As you can see there's a reason I get no sleep
Gotta think, baby, I don't hustle, I don't eat
Never take a plea of living on my knees
A product of the windy city, know that I blow trees
And ever since I got a deal now I be up in the feed
Even bitches on the Vegas Strip be fucking with me


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