Giannis (feat. Anderson .Paak)

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Uh, turnt up like Tony juggin' the speaker phones
 Fuck Sosa, bitch, I got soldiers and I put my people on
 2009, a bitch food stamps what I was eatin' on
 Got four-inch quarters, half-nine pieces on my Nokia phone
 Squad, diamonds make haters stay on the job
 Keepin' a baby .380 with me like Khaled stay with Asahd
 Bump that poison poppy seed, the Afghani shit from the mob
 You's a cartoon like Flip on the cover of Lucky Charms
 Every mornin' I wake up with my daughter, Dora Explorer
 Then I get right back to the pot
 Kitchen stankin', that's potty trainin'
 Murder note go to the muhfuckin' plaintiff at my arraignment
 Keep the dead oppressors on green paper
 Fuck bein' famous, nigga
 Ice will come with the fame
 Flowers cover the grave
 Power, love, and loyalty
 Wash me clean today
 Industry got you sleep but bitch I'm woke, I know the Devil
 These niggas be fallin' off every day like Ace Hood Rollie bezel
 Niggas don't understand
 That 360 mean a percentage of every income stream
 That record ain't doin' no numbers
 You trip on your management and your legal team
 Uhh, I done been dropped before
 Talked about and wrote off before
 Heart on my sleeve and the ATF at my mama door
 Mr. Mongol told me, "Freddie, fix up your posture, bro
 Walk tall and never show niggas more than they gotta know"
 Real Gs move in silence like Giannis
 My Greek freak, we did a ménage with a friend in St. Thomas
 From 50 karats in my pendant to change up the climate
 We paint all the whips to cocaine white, decorate the garages
 Kane
 Ice will come with the fame (Yeah)
 Flowers cover the grave
 Power, love, and loyalty
 Wash me clean today (Huh)
 'Caine all in the blood (Uh-huh)
 Shots to the brain, Snow on tha Bluff (Uh-huh)
 Calls for a truce, but truce came with snubs (Uh-huh)
 Bodies hit the pavement, money came for months (I wasn't done!)
 Hey, 'caine paid the bills (Uh-huh)
 Penthouse the suite, sugar on the hill (Uh-huh)
 Some will get free but most will get killed (Uh-huh)
 I'm just doin' me, and me, I'm doin' still (I wasn't done!)
 Ha, started with a nickel in my Tommy socks
 Smokin' Blacks and gettin' sips of papa's Remy Martin
 Boosted Polo out of Macy's in the Jansport (Hey)
 Mama would have got me anything I asked for
 In the city where they iffy on supportin' niggas (Hey)
 Moved to L.A., started selling pounds of cauliflower (Hey)
 Same niggas that I grew up sharin' shoes with (Hey)
 Turned a limit to a multi-million dollar movement, bitch
 Ice will come with the fame (Fame)
 Flowers cover the grave (Cover all)
 Power, love, and loyalty (Aw, yeah)
 Wash me clean (Wash me clean, yeah)
 'Caine all in the blood (Uh-huh)
 Shots to the brain, Snow on tha Bluff (Uh-huh)
 Calls for a truce, but truce came with snubs (Uh-huh)
 Bodies hit the pavement, money came for months
 'Caine paid the bills (Uh-huh)
 Penthouse the suite, sugar on the hill (Uh-huh)
 Some will get f– but most will get killed (Uh-huh)
 I'm just doin' me, and me, I'm doin' still (I'm doin' still)
 Ice will come with the fame
 Flowers cover the grave
 Power, love, and loyalty
 Wash me clean today
 For the fame
 Covered all, covered all
 Where's your loyalty? (Hey)
 Wash me clean today
 Apne pichhe
 Pyaar kaa jahaan basa ke chale
 Kadam ke
 

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Duration
03:18
Key
5
Tempo
90 BPM

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