
3 Minute Manual Curren$y & Smoke DZA
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[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Really
Lil bro like "Put me in the game, Coach"
I'm like "Put you in the game?...Think you ready for the game?"
He like "Yeah, nigga
I'm ready for the game. Why not?"
I'm like "Aight"
Well, the first step is the most important step
MonstaBeatz
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
I'm in the cut like (Cut like)
Like I don't give a fuck like (I don't give a fuck like)
The ill shit don't get much hype (Ugh)
They ain't nothing like me (Me)
Nothing like we or the set
Indie rap budget on my neck (Right)
I wish you niggas all the best, I do (I do)
I wish that all them checks come through (I do)
I wish them likes turn into real life stripes for you
Do all the frontin' you like to do
You barely likeable (Mmmm)
All my flows recitable (Ugh)
All your flows recyclable (Ugh)
False numbers, who talking price witchu?
Street shit, you ain't even that type of dude (Really)
Yeah, all the stories got me baffled
But niggas talk that talk..like naturals
And what's with these rap niggas with the satchels? (Boys)
Send one of my bitches to get at you (Right)
Live sermon from the chapel
Sent the kite over to Priest Andretti
He brought the pack through (Ugh)
I get you out of the way, no hassle
Body snatch a grown ass man, kidnap you
Really
Lil bro like "Put me in the game, Coach"
I'm like "Put you in the game?...Think you ready for the game?"
He like "Yeah, nigga
I'm ready for the game. Why not?"
I'm like "Aight"
Well, the first step is the most important step
MonstaBeatz
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
I'm in the cut like (Cut like)
Like I don't give a fuck like (I don't give a fuck like)
The ill shit don't get much hype (Ugh)
They ain't nothing like me (Me)
Nothing like we or the set
Indie rap budget on my neck (Right)
I wish you niggas all the best, I do (I do)
I wish that all them checks come through (I do)
I wish them likes turn into real life stripes for you
Do all the frontin' you like to do
You barely likeable (Mmmm)
All my flows recitable (Ugh)
All your flows recyclable (Ugh)
False numbers, who talking price witchu?
Street shit, you ain't even that type of dude (Really)
Yeah, all the stories got me baffled
But niggas talk that talk..like naturals
And what's with these rap niggas with the satchels? (Boys)
Send one of my bitches to get at you (Right)
Live sermon from the chapel
Sent the kite over to Priest Andretti
He brought the pack through (Ugh)
I get you out of the way, no hassle
Body snatch a grown ass man, kidnap you
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