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No introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is | Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like | Like anytime I get on the mic, it don'…
No introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australia, Arab, Armenian, even Asia and Indonesian Spittin' on beats and usin' similes, but their lyrics ain't got no meanin' If we see blue lights and think that it's cops, we're not gonna stop, we're breezin' Lock the lock, it won't stop us schemin', I lost FDot and it got me grievin' Posted by the convenience store with a pack of the raw, so it's not convenient I wanna live a simplistic life, but that's unrealistic, right? I miss the times, two-man step, take one for the team and assist my guy God ain't give me the gift to write, won't lie, I been on a consistent grind When I was broke, they didn't wan' talk, now I made it, they want me to give advice Me and Ybeeez in matchin' Rolls', step out the store with two new Cullis Stepped in the room, and they feel my aura, that was before I had music money I came up with the bros, I post a throwback and the whole crew look bummy Before man snaked me, I already saw it comin', I clocked he was movin' funny Huh, no introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australia, Arab, Armenian, even Asia Sounds like a M16 when the engine starts Think you're the shit, bitch? Turn on your whip, does your engine fart? Two left feet and I don't have rhythm, but my chain and my pendant dance Life when you live in the ends is hard The things that I seen make me question God, uh, alright I'm feelin' pain, but I can't complain, my life was harder before the fame Lost some people along the way and I miss them bad when I contemplate Shoot my shot, and it's wet like Steph, but I don't play for the Golden State It's bait that my bro got the poker tucked, he can't even put on a poker face What are these jokers on? They keep sendin', but I don't respond The big dot-dot ain't little like Durk, it's OTF like, "Long live Von" The UK's not what you see on films, bro's on the block with the longest wand Deathly hollows will fly out the chamber, bro try poke and hunt this don I hear them talkin', seein' the tweets, I'm seein' the forums Seein' them mention everyone else but me like say that I'm not important All of the moves that I make in America's makin' it easier for them First half of the year I done a hundred shows, you can see I been tourin' If it weren't for the work that I put in, in Paris, none of these guys would've gone to Europe The codeine mixin' up with the phenny, I fall asleep when I sip on syrup Look in my eyes and see I been through it, come straight off a plane, get straight back to it She asked what my name is, tryna pretend she don't know that I'm famous and already knew it
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