Smooth Operator

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Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I heard niggas plottin' on my chain
 Got a rocket on me now, you play some games, I bust your brain
 All this dope that we distribute, keep one eye in the rearview
 Can't let a nigga scare you, gotta get back and make 'em feel you
 Them bullets they flyin' like birdies
 I'm frontin' them cook in the burbs
 My trap do numbers like nerds
 I get you killed for a word
 Five K for a verse
 I'm poppin' like gasket, see you in traffic
 I get the plaques then you get to panicking
 I got that work, I'm part of the management
 I got a problem for buyin' that Louis
 I got a problem for buyin' that Gucci
 We got the raw on the plate like it's sushi
 Mag or the Glock, whatever that suit you
 I ain't gon' hug you, lil bitch I'm gon' shoot you
 Don't pick a side, better be neutral
 They want me dead, the feeling is mutual
 They want me dead, the feeling is mutual, yeah
 Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 The shit I can show you unlimited
 I'm in Chicago, this shit can get treachorous
 Gave me a pack and they told me deliver it
 If it don't make it this shit can get serious
 I slept on the couch with the rats and roaches
 Gotta watch your friends, the one's that's closest
 Can't give me advice if you don't know shit
 If I got a gun he got a gun too
 Kept his mouth closed when he supposed to
 We done went global, shout out Young Bleu
 There go nasty nigga, came a long way from rags to riches
 Hit me a lick, my bags is bigger
 Gave me a bag, turned up with this fashion, yeah
 Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 You see this shit expensive I'm rockin' lil nigga
 This shit Givenchy I'm rockin' lil nigga
 I stood at the top on the block with a rocket lil nigga
 Got me feeling cocky lil nigga
 I had to step on 'em, I had to rep on 'em
 They say I changed, they say I went left on 'em, yeah
 I don't remember that
 Pay for the dope, I don't pay for that kitty-cat
 Six chains, nigga know I don't fuck with you, how you
 How you gangster, I grew up with you
 I'm the nigga poppin' on the backstreet
 Keep it in the street, don't at me
 I'ma have you runnin' like an athlete
 You ain't never heard Bleu over some rap beats
 My shit don't make it there, I had to take it there
 I had to take a left just like I'm racin' there
 I hop out a foreign, I hop out a sport
 You call it a pistol, I call it a toy
 I was fourteen when I hopped off the porch
 I was fifteen when I first went to court
 I fucked your bitch at the spa and resort
 Dope in the whip and I'm dodging the narcs
 They want to beef, I show up with a farm, yeah
 
 Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I heard niggas plottin' on my chain
 Got a rocket on me now, you play some games, I bust your brain
 All this dope that we distribute, keep one eye in the rearview
 Can't let a nigga scare you, gotta get back and make 'em feel you
 Them bullets they flyin' like birdies
 I'm frontin' them cook in the burbs
 My trap do numbers like nerds
 I get you killed for a word
 Five K for a verse
 I'm poppin' like gasket, see you in traffic
 I get the plaques then you get to panicking
 I got that work, I'm part of the management
 I got a problem for buyin' that Louis
 I got a problem for buyin' that Gucci
 We got the raw on the plate like it's sushi
 Mag or the Glock, whatever that suit you
 I ain't gon' hug you, lil bitch I'm gon' shoot you
 Don't pick a side, better be neutral
 They want me dead, the feeling is mutual
 They want me dead, the feeling is mutual, yeah
 Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 The shit I can show you unlimited
 I'm in Chicago, this shit can get treachorous
 Gave me a pack and they told me deliver it
 If it don't make it this shit can get serious
 I slept on the couch with the rats and roaches
 Gotta watch your friends, the one's that's closest
 Can't give me advice if you don't know shit
 If I got a gun he got a gun too
 Kept his mouth closed when he supposed to
 We done went global, shout out Young Bleu
 There go nasty nigga, came a long way from rags to riches
 Hit me a lick, my bags is bigger
 Gave me a bag, turned up with this fashion, yeah
 Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did
 Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 I got too many haters
 I make moves, I'm a smooth operator
 I got too many haters
 If you want to I can show you all the shit I did
 You see this shit expensive I'm rockin' lil nigga
 This shit Givenchy I'm rockin' lil nigga
 I stood at the top on the block with a rocket lil nigga
 Got me feeling cocky lil nigga
 I had to step on 'em, I had to rep on 'em
 They say I changed, they say I went left on 'em, yeah
 I don't remember that
 Pay for the dope, I don't pay for that kitty-cat
 Six chains, nigga know I don't fuck with you, how you
 How you gangster, I grew up with you
 I'm the nigga poppin' on the backstreet
 Keep it in the street, don't at me
 I'ma have you runnin' like an athlete
 You ain't never heard Bleu over some rap beats
 My shit don't make it there, I had to take it there
 I had to take a left just like I'm racin' there
 I hop out a foreign, I hop out a sport
 You call it a pistol, I call it a toy
 I was fourteen when I hopped off the porch
 I was fifteen when I first went to court
 I fucked your bitch at the spa and resort
 Dope in the whip and I'm dodging the narcs
 They want to beef, I show up with a farm, yeah
 

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03:47
Tempo
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