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Your Old Droog
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Uh Uh Uh Now let me start from the beginning of the story The Black man that rose above and attained glory I leave residue [?] with my every trail And only few will live to tell on this endless hell Wake up to the times we livin' in, you still sleep So when they sleep, we still eat My li'l baddie, she a li'l treat We take vacations for a week It's like all we do is freak She got a model-like physique How many secrets can she keep? See, all these ideas runnin' through my mind, uh Thinkin' of new ventures, my performance optimized the acquisition of wealth personified Even if I ever fall short, at least I tried Take your elbows off the table, this is fine dining They can't stop when it's your time, we all have our moments All the hard work, they never notice They just see me turnin' up, but the buildup was so imposin' Chosen Like Showtime at the Apollo They tell me I'm the GOAT, and I be like, "I know" Relentless with the way that I approach the canvas Got a fetish for that high-grade, I'm blowin' ga**es Lookin' back at no compet**ion; I lapped 'em Thought you could keep up with me, dawg? What happened? Lights, camera, action It's hard to find a caption Had to put a decade in just to gain some traction [Verse 2: Your Old Droog]
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