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Justin Stone

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[Justin Stone:]
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Yeah, yeah

Might just go out to Cali' and be on MTV
All peel work, you SoundCloud rappers ain't my breed
I say seize, homies shooting, I say cheese
I know, I know, I am over
Boy see me, jump overseas
Ego feeling like Texas
Told these women, "Don't test us"
I got diamonds here waiting
Hailey came in a Lexus
No hands on the wheel
No idea I was ahead of me
One day, get that matte black and my top down like Kennedy
And we

Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talking like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talking like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah, we see the facade

[Packy:]
Okay, okay, okay
I been clearing out the hard drive
Too many bangers in the archive
Even when I had the 9 to 5
Never gave music the part-time
Bars like I'm doing hard time
All my shit fan-fucking-tastic
The best of it getting cut and mastered
Make way for a fucking classic
You don't know what I got under wraps
With the singles, I could make 'em double back
Carry this shit like a running back
And the huddles at where my bruddas at
Keep a couple stacks in a duffle bag
When we on the road, you never know
Women out, they love to blow, fuck it let it snow
Still, I got the coldest lines in the room

Okay, okay, okay
Rap used to be about the music
Now it's who got the best costume
Act a fool and you might get signed
Dotted line but no bottom line
Balling out on a fucking loan
Talk your shit but you all be lying
Big digits like army time, we gunning for it
All the fame shit is unimportant
On the bill, I'm the one supporting
But on the field, I'm the one that's scoring
On the real, I go dumb recording
If it slap good, I got something for you
You could sleep on it like global warming
But don't ignore it

[Justin Stone:]
Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talking like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talking like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah, we see the facade
Yeah

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