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Freddie Gibbs, Madlib, Breezy Lovejoy - Giannis

Giannis
Freddie Gibbs, Madlib, Breezy Lovejoy
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[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Uh, turnt up like Tony jugglin' 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 morning I wake up with my daughter, Dora Explorer,
Then I get right back to the pot,
Kitchen stankin', that's potty training,
Murder note go to the muhfuckin' plaintiff at my arraignment,
Keep the dead oppressors on green paper,
Fuck bein' famous, nigga.

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Ice will come with the fame,
Flowers cover the grave,
Power, love, and loyalty
Wash me clean today!

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
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 G's 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!

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Ice will come with the fame, (Yeah)
Flowers cover the grave,
Power, love, and loyalty
Wash me clean today! (Huh)

[Verse 3: Anderson .Paak]
'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!

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
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)

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]
'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)

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Ice will come with the fame,
Flowers cover the grave,
Power, love, and loyalty
Wash me clean today!

[Outro: Anderson .Paak]
For the fame...
Covered all, covered all...
Where's your loyalty? (Hey)
Wash me clean today!

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