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Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
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Great John
Great John
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Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
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Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
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Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
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Jeremy Soto
Jeremy Soto
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Great John
Great John
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Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
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Great John on the beat, by the way When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up Elevated gang, I'll be going up Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up I bet they ain't believe you, yeah Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh Me and you was never equal Turn that pain into fame, I did that, uh I bet they wonder where he live at Hundred chops inside the crib, get your wig cracked If that bitch get up on me, she get a Ritz crack' Took the gang to Miami We kept them choppers around, might tell your boy to sit down 'Cause I know niggas can't stand me And I don't want you around, 'cause you ain't holding me down You ain't a part of the family Want smoke, then we steaming like Stanley I used to want the Porsche 'til I hopped in the AMG I'm like, "Fuck it, I still might" I got my gun, I ain't pussy, I still fight But we can't go back Seen a lot of pain, I done seen a lot of rats All part of the game, I'm just telling you the facts I'm a big dog, said she want me all up in her cat How your game change, you ain't never running racks Know they mad, got them ready to attack me A-B-C, she want D in the backseat She was on E, F'ed up when she met G That mean when she met me It get lonely at the top, the bottom too crowded (mmm-hmm) Said they feeling me, but I ain't feeling nobody When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up Elevated gang, I'll be going up Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up I bet they ain't believe you, yeah Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh Me and you was never equal, uh Me and you are not the same, no-no You a pistol, I'm a Draco, huh I could turn you to a John Doe All these snakes, all I needed was a lawn mow You ain't gotta act like you love (yeah-yeah) Know I feel better with drugs (yeah-yeah) Tell my steppers I'll be better off ones I told them I make it, it is what it was And I stand on that shit like no seats in this club It's hot, how we freezing them up? All this ice, I ain't keeping it tucked And I stay with my Glock, it's a must Gotta watch 'em, you know I don't trust I hopped in my whip, used to hop on the bus When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up Elevated gang, I'll be going up Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up I bet they ain't believe you, yeah Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh Me and you was never equal
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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