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I'm in my own lane

So motha fuck the world

like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world"

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I'm with it over here

And i did it my way

Everybody getting mad

Cause i did it my way

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I spit like a cold front

Nothing flipping the money piles

Need a bulldozer

Hoes i stay in em

Winning like the game

Is rigged up

But really i blast sick flow

I ain't got no chrome

That's weed and my chest flexed

At all time and these rhymes

And even in person merk a gangsta

No Denzel, no need to rehearse

Girl I can't tell that you got

Just cause you said it

Let me stick it in

Tell your boyfriend

I left it wet it

I'm gon' let in

Do what i do

That keeping it moving

Niggas hotter than the stolen burners

They be shooting

Cause they loosing

Who you fooling

They caught you cruising

Beat 'em hustlas who got that weight

Who be moving

I'm in my own lane

So motha fuck the world

like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world"

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I'm with it over here

And i did it my way

Everybody getting mad

Cause i did it my way

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Fuck y'all

All y'all

You fuck with me - hell no

Juicy J a G nigga

They hating son

I don't need nigga

Only thing for me is cash

Ferrari match that gas

Blew a Hundred racks and let the past be the past

Call lil momma over and i made her work that ass

And i got that combination

To you nigga stash

Put that money in the bag

Too much hate could be tragic

The way i'm flipping money

Would a thought i use magic

Read between the lines

I got money on my mind

Talking 'bout you ballin'

I ain't you seen you 1 time

Styrofoam full

And I'm rollin' on some pine

Stop hating on a nigga

Worry 'bout your grind

I'm in my own lane

So motha fuck the world

like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world"

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I'm with it over here

And i did it my way

Everybody getting mad

Cause i did it my way

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Fuck the world

And everybody in it

Everybody gettin' money

But they didn't give me a penny (fuck 'em)

D-Do i need to mention

Fuck your damn opinions

I was out here tryin' to get it

When there wasn't shit to be given

Fuck 'em

Me and my nigga

Rap them streets all day

Trying to get it off

Post it up project hall way

Yea, we know the feds lookin

But we all gotta to eat

Taking penitentiary chances

Just to keep a crew with heat

Fuck 'em

Were trying to move my momma

Out that ghetto living

Thanksgiving god for his vision

Cause now what they have is plenty

Back in the day penny pitching

But now is they really living and

Yea, i did it on my own

Need no motha fucking assistance

Bitch

I'm in my own lane

So motha fuck the world

like 2Pac said "It's just me against the world"

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I'm with it over here

And i did it my way

Everybody getting mad

Cause i did it my way

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