Twinsmatic

I don't know why (no)
I have no choice, I have to fuck them, she told me "you're made for this"
I was born to shine, we won't be extinguished by these sons of bitches (no)
Hanging out with clowns, they expose me and it's not my thing

Mom told me "you have a God-given talent, realize that"
If you put diamonds on your index, they'll want to cut off your fingers
These niggas aren't really niggas
These niggas are bitches, I know it (what?)
They can't understand how it's possible
They'll never understand how we do it (no)

That's it, I'm in my spaceship and I'm going to stop on the moon
I planted a Reunion flag and I'm going to fly away like a feather
That's it, I'm in my bills and I put my logo on all my ads
And when I put it on my chain, she told me I had lost my mind

Ah, I lost my head
They all went crazy and weird when I dropped the tape
They all became jealous
I'm standing, I'm not on my knees, I'm standing, not on the ground

Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you owe love
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you-, oh, not that you owe love

G-Unit like Curtis
Yeah yo, for the sinusitis
I make money meticulously
I don't want friends, I want publishing
Pichichi, that's the surname
Survival, that's the only problem
Pray, brother, for the summit
Green bill, that's my soulmate

I need a Beretta, I need pesetas
So I make these tales
I smoke the old lady's ass like the head of state
I want your Gucci, babe, I'm like Gucci Zoo (Gucci Zoo)
I listen to Gucci Mane, I'm with Bu$hido, eh
Big slap, Joe Dalton, big wad, bro, I honk
Big plate, big Aston, no cap, no caption
Big slap, Joe Dalton, big wad, bro, I honk
Big plate, big Aston, no cap, no caption

Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you owe love
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you-, oh, not that you owe love
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you owe love
Not that you flex in the club
Not that you fuck the hoes
Not that you-, oh, not that you owe love

Flex in the club, fuck the hoes
Flex in the club, owe love
Flex in the club, fuck the hoes, oh, oh

Lost my head
They all went crazy and weird when I dropped the tape
They all became jealous
I'm standing, I'm not on my knees
I'm standing, I'm not on my knees

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