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[Intro]
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Uh, I'll give you what you came for (Ah, ah, what you—)
[Chorus]
I'll give you what you came for (Tony), what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to grind
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rhyme
[Verse]
Ma, I gotta claim more, love the way I rhyme
She like, "Why you give me cake for?" You buyin' Saint La—
I remind her of a break boy, dancin' on her box
When-when I'm out the States, drink-drinkin' in a bar
I got Cartier like Playboi, acres on a high
Why I'm known in every state for? Stayin' on the line
I'm the man in every wave form, handin' a n***a law
I know passive how I came off, manic in the thoughts
Know it gave a n***a day jobs, stayin' on the block
Sta-stack in case the rain fall, hit me for the drought
On this path, but I take long, thank you for the route
Talkin' bad on n***as names, dog, ready for a fight
You get spun like I'm the 8 ball, n***a, and the star
Leave you battered for a great cause, shake a n***a fries
[Chorus]
No, it ain't a game, but you got
Nah, I never learned to stakeboard, but I learned to grind
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rhyme
What you came for
I'll give you what you came for, what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to—
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to—
And they told me I would stay poor when I'm—
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
[Outro]
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you—
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Uh, I'll give you what you came for (Ah, ah, what you—)
[Chorus]
I'll give you what you came for (Tony), what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to grind
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rhyme
[Verse]
Ma, I gotta claim more, love the way I rhyme
She like, "Why you give me cake for?" You buyin' Saint La—
I remind her of a break boy, dancin' on her box
When-when I'm out the States, drink-drinkin' in a bar
I got Cartier like Playboi, acres on a high
Why I'm known in every state for? Stayin' on the line
I'm the man in every wave form, handin' a n***a law
I know passive how I came off, manic in the thoughts
Know it gave a n***a day jobs, stayin' on the block
Sta-stack in case the rain fall, hit me for the drought
On this path, but I take long, thank you for the route
Talkin' bad on n***as names, dog, ready for a fight
You get spun like I'm the 8 ball, n***a, and the star
Leave you battered for a great cause, shake a n***a fries
[Chorus]
No, it ain't a game, but you got
Nah, I never learned to stakeboard, but I learned to grind
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rhyme
What you came for
I'll give you what you came for, what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to—
Some of my n***as had to make more, so they turned to—
And they told me I would stay poor when I'm—
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
[Outro]
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you—
Listen to this track