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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nKnow your roots and who you rootin' for\nKRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\nHope you don't mind that I do\nNot like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\nI took a spoonful of the puddin'\nThe proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\nYour views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\nI had to enrich my sense without no money\n\nBut now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\nI'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\nBeen on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\nNot 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\nHopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\nWe ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\nStop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\nStraight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n\nI ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\nThis what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\nWhere the lyricists at? How sad\nYour clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\nThey want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\nThey want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\nI took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\nBut I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n\nVirtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\nRemember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\nA lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\nThe fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\nMind over matter, respect the telekinetics\nI move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\nThe rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\nPlayin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n\nWho want what? (huh)\nNobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\nThat shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\nNo need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\nUnderground emperor, my ring need kisses\nEvery move is calculated like we teach psychics\nEat a rapper have 'em seize existence\nThen catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\nSoul\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.57] Yeah\n[00:05.58] I own property and land, I'm in popular demand\n[00:08.06] 'Cause the catalog is long, I got more songs than Robert Plant\n[00:10.89] If you dissin', you get hit, that's just a part of who I am\n[00:13.67] I'm Italian, I can't help it, we love talkin' with our hands\n[00:16.55] Had to conjure up a plan, launch a monster from a man\n[00:19.68] Your favorite singer at my crib, it's big, it's Ariana Grand'\n[00:22.04] Sayin' \"Sorry\" in advance, I got Paul McCartney fans\n[00:24.92] Rockin' Marnie, this ain't Barneys, I'm a star the Hardees man\n[00:28.02] Army van instead of lookin' for a Bentley to cop\n[00:30.68] 'Cause as of late, being a rappers is the deadliest job\n[00:33.47] Why you think I got like six guns around the crib? Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.56] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.25] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.34] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.70] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.56] Who fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\n[00:53.41] I studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\n[00:55.87] Plaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\n[00:58.53] Your girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n[01:01.58] That I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\n[01:04.81] That's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\n[01:07.54] You're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\n[01:10.43] You didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n[01:12.91] Shit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\n[01:16.07] My J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\n[01:19.26] Dave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\n[01:21.75] Jennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n[01:24.41] Am I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\n[01:27.97] I'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\n[01:30.72] This is inspirin', but tirin' too\n[01:32.99] I'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n[01:35.83] I don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\n[01:38.52] Hired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\n[01:41.37] All this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\n[01:44.39] God talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n[01:46.90] I love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\n[01:49.71] Took a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\n[01:52.62] Heard you mad at me, I irk you casually\n[01:54.82] What hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n[01:58.30] This is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\n[02:01.09] Y'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\n[02:04.16] Shippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\n[02:06.66] Lately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n[02:09.24] I been vocal (uh)\n[02:10.22] Givin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\n[02:12.87] My circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\n[02:15.51] My mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\n[02:17.92] I wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\n[02:20.04] Gotta call me legend\n[02:21.34] Fuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\n[02:23.51] Shit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n[02:26.25] One more time\n[02:26.98] Fuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\n[02:29.03] Ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n[02:32.97] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:35.65] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\n[02:38.49] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:40.92] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[02:43.77] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:46.87] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\n[02:49.55] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:52.26] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[02:56.00] Know your roots and who you rootin' for\n[02:58.67] KRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\n[03:03.63] Hope you don't mind that I do\n[03:05.40] Not like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\n[03:07.87] I took a spoonful of the puddin'\n[03:09.55] The proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\n[03:11.72] Your views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\n[03:14.30] I had to enrich my sense without no money\n[03:17.15] But now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\n[03:19.91] I'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\n[03:23.37] Been on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\n[03:26.11] Not 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\n[03:28.56] Hopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\n[03:31.78] We ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\n[03:34.49] Stop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\n[03:37.07] Straight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n[03:40.00] I ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\n[03:42.93] This what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\n[03:46.01] Where the lyricists at? How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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Just pick one\n  Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\n  But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n  'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n  Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n  I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\n  Who fuckin' with me? 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I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.58] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.20] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.38] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.78] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.55] Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\n  Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\n  But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n  'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n  Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n  I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\n  Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.58] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.20] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.38] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.78] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.55] Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.56] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.25] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.34] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.70] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.56] Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\n  Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\n  But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n  'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n  Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n  I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\n  Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? 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I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.56] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.25] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.34] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.70] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.56] Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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How sad\n[03:48.57] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.15] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.03] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.54] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.16] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.99] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.40] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.89] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.56] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.74] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.29] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.19] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.03] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.01] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.06] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.79] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.87] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.94] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.01] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.31] Soul\n[04:48.39] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.11] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.13] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.50] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.63] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.25] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.00] Who wants what? 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Just pick one\n  Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\n  But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n  'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n  Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n  I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\n  Who fuckin' with me? 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I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? 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(huh)\nNobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\nThat shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\nNo need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\nUnderground emperor, my ring need kisses\nEvery move is calculated like we teach psychics\nEat a rapper have 'em seize existence\nThen catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\nSoul\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.56] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.25] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.34] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.70] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.56] Who fuckin' with me? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nKnow your roots and who you rootin' for\nKRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\nHope you don't mind that I do\nNot like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\nI took a spoonful of the puddin'\nThe proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\nYour views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\nI had to enrich my sense without no money\n\nBut now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\nI'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\nBeen on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\nNot 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\nHopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\nWe ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\nStop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\nStraight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n\nI ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\nThis what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\nWhere the lyricists at? How sad\nYour clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\nThey want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\nThey want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\nI took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\nBut I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n\nVirtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\nRemember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\nA lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\nThe fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\nMind over matter, respect the telekinetics\nI move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\nThe rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\nPlayin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n\nWho want what? (huh)\nNobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\nThat shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\nNo need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\nUnderground emperor, my ring need kisses\nEvery move is calculated like we teach psychics\nEat a rapper have 'em seize existence\nThen catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\nSoul\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.58] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.20] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.38] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.78] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.55] Who fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\n[00:53.44] I studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\n[00:55.89] Plaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\n[00:58.54] Your girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n[01:01.51] That I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\n[01:04.89] That's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\n[01:07.55] You're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\n[01:10.43] You didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n[01:12.92] Shit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\n[01:16.05] My J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\n[01:19.28] Dave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\n[01:21.74] Jennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n[01:24.48] Am I ungrateful or ambitious? 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Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:35.66] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\n[02:38.45] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:40.93] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[02:43.75] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:46.80] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\n[02:49.58] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:52.24] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[02:56.09] Know your roots and who you rootin' for\n[02:58.63] KRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\n[03:03.68] Hope you don't mind that I do\n[03:05.41] Not like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\n[03:07.86] I took a spoonful of the puddin'\n[03:09.55] The proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\n[03:11.76] Your views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\n[03:14.32] I had to enrich my sense without no money\n[03:17.15] But now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\n[03:19.93] I'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\n[03:23.32] Been on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\n[03:26.14] Not 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\n[03:28.50] Hopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\n[03:31.70] We ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\n[03:34.41] Stop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\n[03:37.02] Straight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n[03:40.03] I ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\n[03:42.99] This what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\n[03:46.08] Where the lyricists at? How sad\n[03:48.57] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.15] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.03] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.54] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.16] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.99] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.40] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.89] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.56] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.74] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.29] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.19] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.03] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.01] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.06] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.79] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.87] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.94] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.01] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.31] Soul\n[04:48.39] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.11] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.13] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.50] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.63] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.25] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.00] Who wants what? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\nI studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\nPlaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\nYour girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n\nThat I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\nThat's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\nYou're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\nYou didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n\nShit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\nMy J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\nDave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\nJennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n\nAm I ungrateful or ambitious? Or maybe I'm both\nI'm cuttin' off my crazy bitches or maybe I won't\nThis is inspirin', but tirin' too\nI'm 'bout to fly her in, but I would never buy her a coupe\n\nI don't reply to her nudes, off the wine I get rude\nHired a McLaren, but then I had to fire the Ruf\nAll this truth that I give like Paul Pierce buckets\nGod talks to me, I'm Will Smith, I'm all ears run it\n\nI love it, divise the planet, then I work the strategy\nTook a lot of swings to hit, this ain't the first at bat for me\nHeard you mad at me, I irk you casually\nWhat hurts you actually is I'm a fuckin' boss, I gave my circle salaries\n\nThis is Nipsey mixed with Kobe, yeah, I merge mentalities\nY'all got hurt anatomy, I got merch in factories\nShippin' out global, multi-million dollar mogul\nLately I been bumpin' Roddy Ricch, and feelin' antisocial\n\nI been vocal (uh)\nGivin' gems, but I'm a Libra, so I'm givin' opals\nMy circle gettin' tighter now, I swear this shit's an oval\nMy mind is mobile, it's omnipresent\nI wrote a book of my beliefs that people follow\nGotta call me legend\n\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nShit, ask the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\nOne more time\nFuck all these peasants that be hatin' on me\nAsk the last guy what happened when you playin' with me\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nKnow your roots and who you rootin' for\nKRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\nHope you don't mind that I do\nNot like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\nI took a spoonful of the puddin'\nThe proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\nYour views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\nI had to enrich my sense without no money\n\nBut now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\nI'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\nBeen on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\nNot 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\nHopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\nWe ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\nStop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\nStraight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n\nI ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\nThis what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\nWhere the lyricists at? How sad\nYour clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\nThey want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\nThey want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\nI took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\nBut I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n\nVirtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\nRemember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\nA lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\nThe fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\nMind over matter, respect the telekinetics\nI move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\nThe rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\nPlayin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n\nWho want what? (huh)\nNobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\nThat shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\nNo need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\nUnderground emperor, my ring need kisses\nEvery move is calculated like we teach psychics\nEat a rapper have 'em seize existence\nThen catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\nSoul\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\nIf not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n\nWho wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\nWho wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\nWho wants what? 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Just pick one\n[00:36.84] Five, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n[00:39.58] But let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n[00:42.20] 'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\n[00:45.38] Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\n[00:47.78] I out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n[00:50.55] Who fuckin' with me? I feel like Shaq on the magic\n[00:53.44] I studied the dream, ooh, you got lucky Hakeem\n[00:55.89] Plaques in countries I ain't seen, I am a money machine\n[00:58.54] Your girl like Gumby how she bends over, fuck me, it seems\n[01:01.51] That I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by\n[01:04.89] That's why every show I do looks like a fuckin' Floyd fight\n[01:07.55] You're annoyed by my confidence, how beta of you\n[01:10.43] You didn't feed your wolves, so now they 'bout to take you for food\n[01:12.92] Shit lot of people love to talk, from the stands, I ain't hearin' it\n[01:16.05] My J's ain't dirty, this is sand from the pyramids\n[01:19.28] Dave Mirra shit, with the bars I'm a legend\n[01:21.74] Jennifer wouldn't fuck me, had to garner her attention, yeah\n[01:24.48] Am I ungrateful or ambitious? 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Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[02:52.24] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[02:56.09] Know your roots and who you rootin' for\n[02:58.63] KRS Two, I kept the intelligent in movement in root thus far\n[03:03.68] Hope you don't mind that I do\n[03:05.41] Not like I needed approval from you or somethin' (nah)\n[03:07.86] I took a spoonful of the puddin'\n[03:09.55] The proof was put in, the truth is digustin' (yuck)\n[03:11.76] Your views amuse my vision, your outlook funny\n[03:14.32] I had to enrich my sense without no money\n[03:17.15] But now we get into it, it's more than music to flow with me\n[03:19.93] I'm gonna need to see a quote from my quotes that's poetry\n[03:23.32] Been on my globally, from the omens I've spoken openly\n[03:26.14] Not 'cause I pose to be what they told me I'm 'posed to be\n[03:28.50] Hopefully niggas get the memo and don't take it out of context (uh)\n[03:31.70] We ain't on the same page, check my table of contents\n[03:34.41] Stop it, I'm well read like the Nickerson Gardens\n[03:37.02] Straight out of Carson, play your cards or get discarded\n[03:40.03] I ain't the type of artist to be disregarded\n[03:42.99] This what art is, simple as that, shut up and rap\n[03:46.08] Where the lyricists at? 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Just pick one\nFive, six, but with a stick, I swear like I feel like 6'1\"\n\nBut let me chill, death is not a jokе, this ain't Wendy Will'\n'Cause this Henny still got mе wide like Henry Hill\nVery ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long\nI out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's favorite song\n\nWho fuckin' with me? 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How sad\n[03:48.51] Your clique ain't on top of the game, that's just a mouse-pad\n[03:51.18] They want the old Soul, I can't deny my ascension\n[03:54.00] They want the branzino, but they ain't tryna go fishin'\n[03:57.05] I took the scenic route, made wrong turns, I let y'all have y'all turn\n[04:00.55] But I though long term so I can teach 'em how\n[04:03.15] Virtuous patience says, I believe that (yeah)\n[04:05.95] Remember that you can't just win, they gon' want a rematch (uh)\n[04:08.68] A lot of people that you connect with need to be detached\n[04:11.42] The fame may go to your head, most of it be cap (facts)\n[04:14.82] Mind over matter, respect the telekinetics\n[04:17.53] I move a mountain by the mile 'cause I said it\n[04:19.78] The rapper's rapper, black-lipped pastor, the prophet, the God\n[04:22.23] Playin' fetch with blank checks at the top with my dawgs\n[04:25.10] Who want what? (huh)\n[04:26.02] Nobody, I'm 'bout to go potty\n[04:28.04] That shit, I'm kickin it, but I don't know no karate\n[04:31.08] No need for cold feet, I ain't playin' no hockey\n[04:33.77] 'Specially when effortlessly the flow is Mojave (yeah)\n[04:36.85] Underground emperor, my ring need kisses\n[04:39.09] Every move is calculated like we teach psychics\n[04:41.93] Eat a rapper have 'em seize existence\n[04:44.08] Then catch an attitude, 'cause now I gotta clean these dishes\n[04:47.36] Soul\n[04:48.35] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:51.13] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[04:54.16] Who wants what? Where, when, why, say it (why say it)\n[04:56.54] If not, shut the fuck up, stop playin', stop playin' (stop playin')\n[04:59.60] Who wants what? Where, when, why, I say it (why say it)\n[05:02.26] Who wants what? Who wants what? (Who wants what?)\n[05:05.07] Who wants what? 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