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gq - p.a.n. lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
that’s how it’s supposed to be
how the f-ck it’s supposed to be
millions

[verse]
what’s up you punk -ss n-ggas?
you really think you good? it ain’t no f-ckin way
like ten o’clock at craig’s house on friday
i ain’t come to play
they barely hot, every week i treat em like the month of may
bout to k!ll they -ss with this one, welcome to your judgement day
another beat that imma murder, wonder what the judge gon say
once again they lost for words i wonder what my bruh gon say
now i’m breaking swishers down for breaking people promises
b-tches see me do my thang, recruit me like they colleges
when i have some children they gon treat em like obama kids
i don’t even want that i just know that’s just how i’ma live
kinda close
sink your boat i don’t know where your island is
talking game
right between the pain and where the drama live
that’s real as f-ck
total opposite of what your patna is
n-ggas hate the fact my music getting picked like cotton did
man this race ain’t even close, all you rappers drop batons
man i went from dropping dimes to dropping d-ck in soccer moms
finger l!ckin chicken, she thicker than beer batter
tryna ride with me is like winning on fear factor
some years after struggling, pardon me for the blow up
like parents getting called from school, show out when i show up
city full of hangar quotes and lunatics that bang the toast
folk that died still be with me, everyday i hang with ghosts
no respect for wack n-ggas, them the ones i blame the most
why he do that boy like that, with every rap i’m famous los
they feel me tho
oakland slang, so that mean my language dope
i be where anacondas, piranhas, and caymans flow
pokin out your chest, but you a fraud, you got your heart tucked
if talking sh-t’s addictive i guess studio’s my starbucks
that to me’s a blessing, these peasants just have hard luck
cuz most these artists that y’all try to hype up yea they all suck
it’s been a while
yea i only hear from you when things is good
and first they wasn’t trippin on me, now i really think they should
i’m blanking out, everything i’m changing how the day reveal
sincerely, the rapper they can’t f-ck with
that’s the way i feel

[outro]
uh
yeah

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