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[Verse 1:] [Murs:] I never wear nothing smaller than a 34 jean Or maybe 32, but at least I keep 'em clean [Fashawn:] And I don't rock nothing bigger than 758 sized fitteds A fly nigga, word to my regime [Murs:] I'm devastating, the one that every rapper fears [Fashawn:] Elevating, floating past the stratosphere [Murs:] I heard you got a buzz going on for yourself, that's fucking awesome [Fashawn:] Ain't that the same kid we seen in South by in Austin? [Murs:] I started out with the [Fashawn:] Youngins on the strip [Murs:] But now all I get his hella money when I spit [Fashawn:] I swear I came up from a onion to a brick [Murs:] How will you sloppy ass niggas ever amount to shit? I'm game type Letras de canciones[Fashawn:] Naming lice It ain't a game, I'm aiming precise Pay with your life [Murs:] You better watch how you moving running up on Fash [Fashawn:] Do it bare face, I don't need no mask, nigga [Hook: Krondon] Come take a trip 'round my way A place where weird kids don't play Everyday You see the caution tape when somebody caught a case And I'm just trying to stay in my lane and beat the papers up Staying papered up, pape-pape-papered up Papered up, pape-pape-papered up Papered up, pape-pape-papered up I beat them haters up, staying papered up [Verse 2:] [Murs:] I never thought twice about running from the one time [Fashawn:] Getting duckies under the California sunshine [Murs:] I always thought I'd be the first [Fashawn:] To leave the east-side in a hearse To reside in the dirt [Murs:] Man, I been on this shit, I been on the grind I been on the spit [Fashawn:] Nigga, I been on the shine [Murs:] I won't ever [Fashawn:] Let this game get the best of me [Murs:] So you can't ever [Fashawn:] Make me swallow my integrity [Murs:] Years after I leave this Earth [Fashawn:] I'll probably resurrect, come back even worse [Murs:] Cause it's only two ways to come up in this game [Fashawn:] That's hustle over time and stay in your line [Murs:] And I'd be damned if I don't get mine [Fashawn:] At the end of the day, I still got that nine [Murs:] So watch what you say [Fashawn:] And watch what you do [Murs:] Cause I might be the one [Fashawn:] To blow up the top of your coupe [Hook] [Verse 3:] [Murs:] I've never been the one to shy away from the truth [Fashawn:] So high I might rise out the booth [Murs:] Align, motherfucker [Fashawn:] And this is the guy you recruit? [Murs:] I can't be responsible [Fashawn:] If he dives of the roof [Murs:] How you think I'm supposed to act? [Fashawn:] Tell me, how the fuck am I supposed to rap? [Murs:] You better know where you stand And watch who you trust [Fashawn:] Especially dealing with guys like us, nigga From Letras Mania