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    I'm the only one that get the job done
    I don't know a nigga that can cover for me
    Yeah, got some game from my days
    And she might say she love me
    She don't love me like she say she love me
    Believe me, believe me
    I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
    I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
    I'm the one they come to see because they all
    Believe me

    Yea, uh, real, real
    It's been me and Young Tune off the rip
    That's the man that put me in this shit
    If a nigga fuck with him, I'll put him down quick
    Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
    I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip
    God damn, do y'all really know who you fuckin' with?
    Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin'
    Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer
    On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss
    Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
    When Wayne was gone for eight months
    We put this thing up on our back
    And I was snappin' off on every single track though
    Collect call from the boss like where we at though
    I was like, "Hah, it's our time, nigga"
    He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga
    And I've been rockin' with the team, the Carter nine
    And we Ymcmb, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga
    Yeah

    I'm the only one that get the job done
    I don't know a nigga that can cover for me
    Yeah, got some game from my days
    And she might say she love me
    She don't love me like she say she love me
    Believe me, believe me
    I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
    I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
    I'm the one they come to see because they all
    Believe me

    Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas, yeah
    His and hers Ferraris, nigga
    One for me, one for my daughter, nigga
    Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga
    I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, nigga
    Come and fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga
    Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga
    Out of duct tape so when he prayin, I ignore the nigga
    All I gotta say is sayonara, nigga
    Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a nigga
    Where the real queens at? Shout out to Pone and Noreaga
    We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
    Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated
    They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated
    Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'
    Ain't 'bout what you walk away from
    It's 'bout what you walk away with
    Dead presidents, them coffins bankin'
    I'ma be doin' somethin'

    I'm the only one that get the job done
    I don't know a nigga that can cover for me
    Yeah, got some game from my days
    And she might say she love me
    She don't love me like she say she love me
    Believe me, believe me
    I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
    I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
    I'm the one they come to see because they all
    Believe me

    Had to get it popping off the rip
    Rich young nigga that ain't never had to trick
    Slim Thug flow but you know I like em thick
    If she get a job at Doa I drop her off a tip
    I had to get it popping off the rip
    I'm the one they tell ya been repping in the 6
    Come into the city and ya niggas get to tripping?
    We'll take ya to the Scarborough bluff and drop you off a cliff
    Well damn... just be happy for the man
    Nirvana, Coldplay nigga got bands
    Ink from the money got it all over my hands
    Goin' out to Houston spendin' of my advance
    V Live just took me for a cheque
    ? Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt?
    Yes right now you are looking at the best
    Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that!

    Mothafuck the rest
    When they jumped off the porch, I was stormin' up the steps
    I get what I collect before I give her my connect
    It'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
    One finger... slidin' 'cross my neck
    Niggas know what that mean like they deaf
    Nigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first day
    On the job and the bitch overslept
    Tune stay humble, like I'm a king
    Need a horn and a drumroll
    They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet, nigga
    I don't step on one road
    I'm the only one that get the job done
    I don't know a nigga that can cover for me
    Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach
    She look like she got a bun in the oven from me
    Preheat... believe me
    All you gotta do is pay me every week
    I had these bitches havin' babies every week
    I'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streets
    Gone

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