Some People

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Some people thinking
 They can say what they want to
 Without no consequence
 Couple things they all got in common
 They got no common sense
 And they always talking all that shit
 From they momma crib
 So if somebody hating
 I'm taking it as a compliment
 All of y'all are pussy
 You should see a gynecologist
 All I got's a hoodie
 Just look at me and my confidence
 I'm Mr. Plain Jane
 Don't need no condiments
 You know what time it is
 Yeah, you know what time it is
 Look everybody tryna keep up with the Joneses
 I'm way too focused on my own shit
 You quick to get the key and lock it
 So why you talking
 Like you got no skeletons in your closet?
 You boneless
 Devil knocking on my door
 I said, "Not today"
 My Latina told me, "Andale"
 I'm on the way
 But if I say I gotta go
 Then she gon drop it to the floor
 And hit that downward doggy pose
 Okay now I'ma stay
 All my brothers going pro
 Everyday feel like a holiday
 Studio is like a hideaway
 It's right outside LA
 I'm in there all night and day
 I don't even stop to punch the clock
 I don't got no time to waste
 Some people thinking
 They can say what they want to
 Without no consequence
 Couple things they all got in common
 They got no common sense
 And they always talking all that shit
 From they momma crib
 So if somebody hating
 I'm taking it as a compliment
 All of y'all are pussy
 You should see a gynecologist
 All I got's a hoodie
 Just look at me and my confidence
 I'm Mr. Plain Jane
 Don't need no condiments
 You know what time it is
 Yeah, you know what time it is
 Some people friendly for the benefits
 It's hit or miss
 I know there's nothing worse than hypocrites
 But I know her daddy
 Got some Lakers vs. the Clippers ticks
 So I might make her Cinderella
 If the slipper fits
 I'm with this shit
 I started dressing like De Niro
 When I saw Casino
 But I got a gambling problem
 I lost it all on keno
 Double vodka mixer
 Followed with a triple shot of Tito
 That's the shit, that give me liquor dick and high libido
 You about to see me flip Into my alter ego
 Me and Grizzly took a trip
 He thinks it's not illegal
 Here out in Miami tryna find a kilo
 Telling people that we Duncan Rob and Tyler Herro
 Some people thinking
 They can say what they want to
 Without no consequence
 Couple things they all got in common
 They got no common sense
 And they always talking all that shit
 From they momma crib
 So if somebody hating
 I'm taking it as a compliment
 All of y'all are pussy
 You should see a gynecologist
 All I got's a hoodie
 Just look at me and my confidence
 I'm Mr. Plain Jane
 Don't need no condiments
 You know what time it is
 Yeah, you know what time it is
 

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Duration
02:43
Key
2
Tempo
82 BPM

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