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[Verse 1] Where you at homie? I'm on the grind [?] nigga, I'm tryna shine Wait your turn homeboy, just stand in line Knowing everybody at the stores and retail File transfers and we sending e-mails And I ain't even trying to get into details Walking by myself and I leave with your female My MySpace messages got a lot of fan mail Writing down rhymes while I'm talking on my handheld But I ain't tryna give you more than I can tell And I prefer everything to be fresh My slogan should be "Clothes Where He Fresh" And out of most of these emcees see best And I'ma give you Customized Greatly, none less Hold on, stay calm, open your eyes Ring all alarms, ring all alarms [Interlude] Yeah I'm just tryna get my shine on, you know Just like everybody else I'm networking, you know what I mean I don't know why you can't understand that I'm just tryna do me, you feel me Yeah, sending e-mails I just sent that producer a message, hope he sends me some beats or something I'm grinding, feel me Just tryna record as much as I can, that's it See what you niggas talking bout, OF I'm out [Verse 2] They ask me "When is volume 2 gon' drop?" I tell 'em "When I think of the best shit ever" Get 21 of the best songs and put them together Then read it to the world homie, I call it my letter Ralph Lauren Polo is what I'm calling my sweater They ask "Are you doing this forreal?" I said "You better" Me and my niggas gon' be rolling in that Benz truck, yes sir The first to [?] wasn't right so I had to next her You better than me, I tell 'em I can't let ya Looking pretty cute so I X her And on my mama, I'ma find that gold treasure I told my mama I'ma get my shit together I'm colder than the weather, I'm hotter than the sun I'm everything homie, just pick the best one Yo, just pick me, I will complete the task And I'm feeling it so much that I'm [?] my swag I won't stop until I put that Gucci in the back And I'm walking out the store and I'm popping all the tags As of right now, I'm just networking Might get some management So we could be managing the whole industry I swear to God I'ma make it [?] Me and [?] got so much history CV DTA til I DC Man some of them sidecats can't even see me I'm just tryna stay clean, I ain't matching my clothes But my pockets stay green I'm just tryna kick back I ain't worried bout no clubs, clubs And they call it networking cause I'm tryna get a buzz, bitch [Outro] LA I know you see me Inglewood, what it do? CV in the place to be
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