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Only turnin' up for the squadron
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin' up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
Goofy nigga still gotta die
Pay for the time you switched sides
Quiet with the handout, me need vibеs
Can't get the blessings, you ain't pay tiеs
I let it off and it burn, I'm only now on my grind
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin' up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
Goofy nigga still gotta die
Pay for the time you switched sides
Quiet with the handout, me need vibеs
Can't get the blessings, you ain't pay tiеs
I let it off and it burn, I'm only now on my grind
That phone turned to a shrine
Superheroes die 'round here all the time
Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from
Where you goin' from, where your moms
And you soon to be some from
You don't got one comin', but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it
Only turnin' up for the squadron
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Superheroes die 'round here all the time
Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from
Where you goin' from, where your moms
And you soon to be some from
You don't got one comin', but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it
Only turnin' up for the squadron
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin' up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
I'm in Jordan mode, nigga, in my scrimmage game
I'm a saint in real life, it's my middle name
Look how far a nigga get when you really aim
I guess you really came
I'm a superstar, nigga, but I keep it plain
I'm a superstar, nigga, but I'm street the same
Only thing changed on me is this visa chain, yeah
Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from
Where you goin' from, where your moms
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
I'm in Jordan mode, nigga, in my scrimmage game
I'm a saint in real life, it's my middle name
Look how far a nigga get when you really aim
I guess you really came
I'm a superstar, nigga, but I keep it plain
I'm a superstar, nigga, but I'm street the same
Only thing changed on me is this visa chain, yeah
Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from
Where you goin' from, where your moms
And you soon to be some from
You don't got one comin', but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it
Only turnin' up for the squadron
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin' up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
You don't got one comin', but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it
Only turnin' up for the squadron
Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin' up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don't ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin' often
Throw it up for the squadron
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