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Look at the flick of the wrist, all I need's an hour (told me turn, ayy)\n  Ask Scott if he can do the night shift, even those gaffs all bait in town\n\n  Even those gaffs all bait in town (turn, turn)\n  I chef out the bando like it ain't, ah\n  Them times, it was hundred pounds an eighth\n  Wasted time on my estate\n  Look at the bando, it's a state (turn, ayy)\n  I was dead broke, could've got me paid\n  Learn how to turn it, rock from flake\n\n  All the times that I wanted to call it quits, I stayed\n  All the times that I had to go flush that grub\n  Cah I went and caught a raid (One)\n  I really had to meet Fi in the park\n  She said she want four dark like the wings\n  No, she don't want crack, she just tryna stay mellow\n  This one's yellow, it's Super Saiyan (suh-suh-suh suh)\n\n  Super Saiyan, I still got the shoebox I used for saving (turn, turn)\n  Saving, it really took so much patience (turn, turn)\n  Spend it on smoke, tryna turn man patient\n  Patient, really had to put 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in that work rate\n  Trident, we didn't have time for raving\n  Raving, with the T-house man stayed in\n  Couldn't care less 'cause the money just came in (s-s-s-suh, suh)\n\n  Interview room, stay silent\n  Hit the Bailey and ask God for guidance\n  If I ever took that oath, I'm lyin' (turn, turn, turn, turn)\n  Even when I wrong, I'm tryna stay righteous\n  How many times did he leave man lifeless?\n  End up on a wing with lifers (told me turn, ayy)\n  Bro was the tightest, he sent man a fiver\n  I guess it's the thought that counts\n\n  500 English pounds in fivers\n  I still can't afford her nails\n  In the bando, studyin' triple science\n  Grab the Pyrex, it's goin' down\n  Look at the flick of the wrist, all I need's an hour (told me turn, ayy)\n  Ask Scott if he can to the night shift, even those gaffs all bait in town\n\n  The T-house put the shotgun in 'ation\n  Don't get us all shot like Kaylum (turn, turn)\n  My young boy wanna track me, training\n  He already know how to drill them pagans (brrt, brrt)\n  Pagans, pagans, everywhere I look, I see pagans (One)\n  He tryna do both\n  Tryna score and distribute balls like Chamberlain (both)\n\n  All the times that I built a new spot, geography (One)\n  Bicarb' and the rest, that's chemistry (One)\n  Countin' up bread, that's physics (suh, suh, s-s-s-suh)\n  You ever seen a fiend OD? Biology (ah)\n  Paranoia in the fast lane\n  Thinkin' every car is the jakes tryna follow me (turn)\n  Do them opps properly, ching man's head\n  I've never really been a fan of psychology\n\n  Fuck them feds (told me turn, ayy)\n  They made my association, sociology\n  Who ever cares what the servery said?\n  Tell 'em \"Let me get the whole loaf of bread\" (suh, s-s-s-suh)\n  Didn't ever like to shit on my doorsteps\n  Country phones, got that dough off ends (One)\n  Keep the blinds closed, stay low from feds (One)\n  Or I'm back on the wing tryna conk man's head (One)\n\n  Interview room, stay silent\n  Hit the Bailey and ask God for guidance\n  If I ever took that oath, I'm lyin' (turn, turn)\n  Even when I wrong, I'm tryna stay righteous\n  How many times did he leave man lifeless?\n  End up on a wing with lifers (told me turn, ayy)\n  Bro was the tightest, he sent man a fiver\n  I guess it's the thought that counts\n\n  500 English pounds in fivers\n  I still can't afford her nails\n  In the bando, studyin' triple science\n  Grab the Pyrex, it's goin' down\n  Look at the flick of the wrist, all I need's an hour (told me turn, ayy)\n  Ask Scott if he can to the night shift even those gaffs all bait in town (ah)\n"}]