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Okay, never been shit, never had shit
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Never knew shit, never out, never do shit, damn
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But a nigga never gave two shits, damn
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Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist
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Never had shit, I'ma take
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Never asking, "Give me this, give me that shit
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Give me everything, nigga, give me everything, nigga…"
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Again, never been shit, never had shit
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Never knew shit, never out, never do shit, damn
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But a nigga never gave two shits, damn, damn
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Never been a bitch, never had a bezel on the wrist
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Never had shit, never take
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Never asking, "Give me this, give me that shit
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Give me everything, nigga, give me everything, nigga
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Give me everything…"
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Never had a real dollar to my name, bruh, shit been lame, bruh
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I ain't even in this shit for the fame, bruh, it's the pain, bruh
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Most of the niggas I came up with, haven't came up
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And doin' the same stuff, but I haven't came up, this really ain't none
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Niggas thinking that they fucking with JID, y'all got the game fucked up
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Tremendously, can't fuck with the mind of a mental fiend
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Who dig deep in the depths when he in too deep
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I crept on the steps where the demon sleeps
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And yell, belch, tell my Lord what he means to me
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"Oh, my God, don't be mean to me"
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In the ride with a bean or three
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And it's not what it seems to be, I can die, I can fly
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I can try very easily, I'm a guy and a giant
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She's a vivrant thing, I prolly won't buy it
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Bird bitch take flight, no pilot
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Serve dick, curve bitch, no bias
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Back up, back up, chick, bad timing
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I got to get on stage, you better get on page
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I have you looking out the windowpane
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Or in the rain or anything but in the way
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And if I say that's what it is, forget the lip
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Now, what's my point, now I forget—damn, this bitch
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Got me fuckin' up my script, fuck this shit, I got this shit
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Gettin' to the point where everybody say they from the block and shit
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With Glocks and shit and poppin', pimpin', trappin', sippin' lean
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Y'all niggas fall for anything, you got the plug in Medellín?
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Kingpin? You a pen king (Kingpin? You a pen king)
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Bye, bye, niggas, 'N Sync, try I? Nigga, risky
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Fire, fire from the wrist piece, niggas shootin' like the '60s
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Again, never been shit, never had shit, never knew shit
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Never out, never do shit, damn
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But a nigga never gave two shits, damn, damn
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Never been a bitch, never had a Rollie on the wrist
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Never had shit, I'ma take
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Never asking, "Give me this, give me that shit
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Give me everything, nigga, fuck you…"
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Uhh, let's go
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Yeah… yeah, yeah, what, um
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Alright, what you call a chick that don't suck dick? You don't
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And if you think you finna come up this, you won't
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Down comes the boogie and up jumps the funk
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This beat takin' a beating, I hand out the lumps
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Damn, baby, yo' ass stand out in pumps
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That's outstanding, stand outside until your man come
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Or you can leave with the kid, we can plan something
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You know I came from the dirt like a sandstorm
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Nigga, this a 3 point and-1
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And 100, Wilt Chamberlain with the hand dunk
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Shawty love JID, let me turn her to a hand puppet
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She moan, sound like German or something
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Run game, bitches think I'm Todd Gurley or something
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Give me a jersey, I done balled so hard, I caught a hernia
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Wheeled yo' bitch out my bed in a gurney
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You gotta leave lil' mama, the clock's turning
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I hit it first, Ray J or Ron Jeremy
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They bleed like us so them niggas could never scare me
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No niggas got more glow than JID, barely scratchin' the fucking surface
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You need work, you need purpose
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Everybody good, everybody trap perfect
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Everything cool, don't nobody act nervous
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Just ignore the fact that your favorite rap nigga is a sap nigga
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We don't dap niggas, get the rrrat from the ratchet
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Get the pack out the package
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Lil' savage ass, ratchet ass, bastard ass, havin' ass
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Rappin' ass, jackin' ass, wait
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Finna blast, green dot, send the cash, pen and pad
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Minivan, been a dad, been with that bullshit, nigga
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I don't wake up to the bull like I usually do
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Young niggas down the block on the woopty woop
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Better pray to God they don't shoot at you
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Dreams of cleanin' this dirty money out my cuticles
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Then a nigga make the crowd jump like Zoboomafoo
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Shit's beautiful, shit's beautiful
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Shit's beautiful, shit's beautiful, shit's beautiful
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___________
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Name NEVER
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Artist JID
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Album The Never Story
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