[Chorus 1]
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Uh, goddamn
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How real is this?
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I know them Harlem
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Niggas gon be feelin this
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East Coast nigga (Uh)
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But how trill is this?
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Still dont give a shit
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My ignorance is still a bliss
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Uh, goddamn
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How real is this?
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I know them Harlem
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Niggas gon be feelin this
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East Coast nigga (Uh)
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But how trill is this?
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Still dont give a shit
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My ignorance is still a bliss (Uh)
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[Verse]
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Stone-cold love
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Rose gold slugs
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I could afford it
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I imported stone-cold drugs
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Stone cold
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Rolling stone, Im a stoned nigga
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Write it on my tombstone
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I was stoned, nigga
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Dont remember me
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As a wannabe New Orleans nigga
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Slash lean sippin
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Tennessee nigga, nah
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Influenced by Houston
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Hear it in my music (Yeah)
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A trill nigga to the truest
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Show you how to do this
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My all gold grills
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Give her cold chills
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Said she got a coke feel
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‘Cause Im so trill
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Two dope boy
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Scale, but I sold pills
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No deal
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Put her on her feet, toenails
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Them vampires, them bloodsuckers
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Them thirsty killers
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We bout it, bout it
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We rowdy, rowdy, that Percy Miller
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For really real, we chilly chill
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Dont sport Chinchilla
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My bounty hunters
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A bounty killer, Im bout my skrilla
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Gimme the title then gimme the cash
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Fold it then bag it then move to the trap
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Follow my stash, stealing my swag
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Niggas is wickity-wickity-wack
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Like Kriss Kross, her lip gloss
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Slip-ons get slipped off
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My bitch boss, Cristal
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We smokin that, thinkin were burnin the hash
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Puff it and pass, makin it last
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Walk in my shoes and then cross in my path
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Game was for grabs, makin em crash
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Snuck it and snatched it, aint givin it back
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Fuck the money, fuck the fame
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This is real life
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An insight to my
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Trill life, Clams
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[Chorus 2]
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Uh, goddamn
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How real is this?
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I know the whole
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World gon be feeling this
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East Coast nigga
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Boy, how trill is this?
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Still dont give a shit
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My ignorance is still a bliss
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Uh, goddamn
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How real is this?
~#**************#~
I know the whole
~#**************#~
World gon be feelin this
~#**************#~
Uh, goddamn
~#**************#~
How real is this?
~#**************#~
I know the whole
~#**************#~
World gon be feelin this
~#**************#~
Uh, goddamn
~#**************#~
How real is this?
~#**************#~
I know the whole
~#**************#~
World gon be feelin this
~#**************#~
Uh, goddamn
~#**************#~
How real is this?
~#**************#~
I know the whole
~#**************#~
World gon be feelin this
