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Yeah, me and Chuck

Check, check, check, yeah

Uh-huh, yeah

Yeah

Cool, one

I said, how many bags will it take to feed the fam? (ayy)

How much status will it take to leave your man? (ayy)

All of this evil shit, I done seen, but y'all

I Kareem these hooks so my whole team could ball

East Atlanta on my back, I wear that shit a different way

Made loads off my misery

No black, so black, pro-black, the n**a Issa Rae

No leftovers on my dinner plate

When I get in my bag, know it's something to fear

When I get in my feelings, know it's something to hear

I got the right idea

Inspire niggas, that's a bright idea

Double-cross me if you like, I dare

I'm not really that nice, I swear

Niggas got me f**d up, talking ill

N**a, like I care

Tell 'em have a seat like right there

Put you in a chair like I care

Light work, spent many nights out here, yeah

You know it ain't many like me (high)

I know how to say the right thing (high, high)

You know it ain't many like me (I, I)

I said, I know how to do the right thing (high, high) (let's go)

I said, "How many women in this thing without the ring?"

Talk to 'em nice like, "Hi, is that Celine?" (is that the Celine?)

That's the ninth one tonight that I done seen

I take a long pause, then laugh, "Baby, I'm playin'"

Your glass is looking thin, let me splash what you drinking

I swipe, just like the win

Look up, then look again

And I dispersed, did a digital dash

A n**a got a lil' ghost

Kept grabbin' her phone, thinkin' she was finna post me

(Oh, high)

(High, high)

How long you gon' act like I ain't the n**a you scared of?

Village cannot take care of the bear cubs

Paired up with the snare, I'm killing everything the air touch

Fair enough, I'm living vicarious

Through my fears, I buried 'em

And my tears and then

And then I drowned in the river

Four pound on my hip, I don't slip, I don't own slippers

Hold me down (hold me down), when your n**a talkin' foul (talkin' foul)

We deliver more sounds (more sounds) than a symphony

You hear it's me (uh, look, look)

So who you see when you look in the mirror?

Your appearance is pure, your spirit is priceless, purest

Sincerest apologies, the pistol's an insurance policy

Anybody who 'body, you know who ridin' 'bout it

You know it ain't many like 6, though

Never need an intro

Yeah, even through the talk and all the chatter

I can show 'em that I know my family matters, Uncle Winslow

Outdoors, smokin' Indo

Blood don't make you kinfolk

Loyalty is what I send for

No half-steppin', only ten toes

Now life is at a different tempo

Tempo, tempo (yeah)

Ayy (ayy), this what I wanna say

If you ever had a way to make a way, then make a way

Ayy (ayy), it's not complicated

The words on my paper heavier than paperweights

What you pay for that?

Can you get that back, n**a?

You ran a whole check up and they still ain't see you?

This ain't no diss, this like fitness

You picked the one to be the one, but you ain't have no discipline

You sittin' in the bed you made, but you don't fit in it

Your leg up in front of that m**r, just kickin' it (just kickin' it)

Just kickin', just kickin'

Get up (get up)

Ain't nothin' over there, so you can quit acting tough

It's like in your dreams, when you really can't punch

Face your fears or your loved ones gotta run from 'em

You know it ain't many like me (high)

I know how to say the right things (high, high)

You know it ain't many like me

I said, I know how to do the right thing (high, high)

You ain't got nowhere to run home too

They got you (do do, do do)