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Statik Selektah Is it worth your family crying And the doctor yelling clear, huh? Laser fields, motion detectors Still, we slid through when they didn't expect us Ocean's 11, top-shelf jet shit Only higher ranks get privileged information You could be killed for this Clear as a bottle of Evian I carry it on the plane with my monogrammed carry-on, jet boarded Upon landing by luxurious sedans, escorted To offshore warehouse where all the airports and the exports is Realize what this is and understand where you are Respect what you've done in order to make it this far That Rolls Royce I got is just a car I bought With some money that I made 'Cause I write down my thoughts and I get paid From the cradle to the grave All we do is run a maze Tryna figure out a way to the cheese Some niggas turn into rats when they feel the squeeze (Yeah) Your former homies wearing wires under they white tees Watch 'em, please All praises to the most High for being alive (All praises) Then burn one and let the smoke erase the negative vibes (Tss) If your origin ain't right, you from a negative tribe Is it the actual medication or the way it's prescribed? (Good question) Puffin' on the herbal I don't do the rims or the tints or the system, I just do the turbo Rather put hands and feet on you then do the verbal (Uh) We can't talk busines I have to know you to serve you (Yeah) It's like these smartphones are making us dumber My little man on the run He tryna make it to summer Seems like every time we get it then they takin' it from us (Yeah) Between that and tryna not to let the hating become us (Uh-uh) Nah, thorough kings never sing (Never) Material is nothin', character is everything (Everything) Niggas turn into rats when they feel the squeeze Your former homies wearing wires under they white tees Watch 'em, please (The watcher) Here, did I make myself clear? Is it worth your family crying And the doctor yelling clear, huh? Here, did I make myself clear? Is it worth your family crying And the doctor yelling clear, huh? Here, did I make myself clear? Here, did I make myself clear? Is it worth your family crying And the doctor yelling clear, huh?
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, Shante Franklin, Patrick Baril Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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