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Yo, I'm in rare form
Niggas speak down on my name like I wasn't there for 'em
Talk about back in the days, this isn't back in the days
They want me back in my ways, chipped tooth and the fade

Uh, musically I'm on Mars
Walking all over the beat, puttin' my feet on the stars
I rock it like Lenny, thinkin' like Jimi
The first time he seen a guitar
Standin' in front of where they shot Ahmaud
And said we gotta know who we are
Uh, I'm in rare form
Wearin' rare Jordans straight from Air Jordan this a fair warning
Too many young gods beef over nothin'
When you get money you know that it's comin'
Sayin' they homies but they ain't a hunnid
We the most hunted, uh
I got my Mets hat on to the back
Y'all already know where we goin' with the stats
Hall of Fame only, Kings and Queens only
They all be grabbin' my style but you know they can't hold me
Yeah, I'm in rare form
Y'all still on the ground, you know I been airborne
Studyin' Big, studyin' Nietzsche
You gotta call on the chopper to reach me
Homie, I don't need the jeweler to freeze me
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy

Mentally, I'm in Queens
Mo' money, mo' problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let 'em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I'm lovin' the taste
They see you shinin' emotions get hard to contain
They just not evolvin' the same
Me and HB is too rare
I'm movin' all through the snares, the sound on billionaire
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm flippin' a page
I'm Prince on the stage, SLAVE on his face
You know what they say, KD the wave
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days (Braveheart, Braveheart)
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days (Braveheart)

Levels of Tarantino
Curvin' my ego, even though he know
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos
What they especially praise is the ethos
Stacks on blackjack, movin' my chips
No superstition to make me get rich
I'm with this chick, just one I brought today
In between placin' my bets, we shop to Cartier
Rose gold, I copped her a set
Runway, hopped in the jet, flight attendant poppin' Moet
I said I need that Dom, off of respect
We havin' conversations, nigga, show me property then
I call my nigga and I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there"
Salmon shish kebab, in a misty fog, roll a sticky log
Big dawg affair, no kids involved
Roundtable havin' war council
Press one button, it'll change the world around you
Too rare, nothin' to see here, Cuban over my streetwear
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you just to be fair
It's okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
I'm me, solo or deep, I'm puttin' on for the G's

(Hit-Boy)
We been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line
You keep starin' at the glow, bitch, don't go blind
Braveheart energy, f*ck all of the enemies
XO Hennessy, it's not on me, it's in me
I'm not here to be friendly, they ain't even pretendin'
Comprende?
We've been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line
Comprende?

It's up, Hit-Boy you on some other shit
We on some other shit, comprende? Yeah
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Yo, I'm in rare form
Niggas speak down on my name like I wasn't there for 'em
Talk about back in the days, this isn't back in the days
They want me back in my ways, chipped tooth and the fade

Uh, musically I'm on Mars
Walking all over the beat, puttin' my feet on the stars
I rock it like Lenny, thinkin' like Jimi
The first time he seen a guitar
Standin' in front of where they shot Ahmaud
And said we gotta know who we are
Uh, I'm in rare form
Wearin' rare Jordans straight from Air Jordan this a fair warning
Too many young gods beef over nothin'
When you get money you know that it's comin'
Sayin' they homies but they ain't a hunnid
We the most hunted, uh
I got my Mets hat on to the back
Y'all already know where we goin' with the stats
Hall of Fame only, Kings and Queens only
They all be grabbin' my style but you know they can't hold me
Yeah, I'm in rare form
Y'all still on the ground, you know I been airborne
Studyin' Big, studyin' Nietzsche
You gotta call on the chopper to reach me
Homie, I don't need the jeweler to freeze me
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy

Mentally, I'm in Queens
Mo' money, mo' problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let 'em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I'm lovin' the taste
They see you shinin' emotions get hard to contain
They just not evolvin' the same
Me and HB is too rare
I'm movin' all through the snares, the sound on billionaire
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm flippin' a page
I'm Prince on the stage, SLAVE on his face
You know what they say, KD the wave
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days (Braveheart, Braveheart)
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days (Braveheart)

Levels of Tarantino
Curvin' my ego, even though he know
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos
What they especially praise is the ethos
Stacks on blackjack, movin' my chips
No superstition to make me get rich
I'm with this chick, just one I brought today
In between placin' my bets, we shop to Cartier
Rose gold, I copped her a set
Runway, hopped in the jet, flight attendant poppin' Moet
I said I need that Dom, off of respect
We havin' conversations, nigga, show me property then
I call my nigga and I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there"
Salmon shish kebab, in a misty fog, roll a sticky log
Big dawg affair, no kids involved
Roundtable havin' war council
Press one button, it'll change the world around you
Too rare, nothin' to see here, Cuban over my streetwear
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you just to be fair
It's okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
I'm me, solo or deep, I'm puttin' on for the G's

(Hit-Boy)
We been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line
You keep starin' at the glow, bitch, don't go blind
Braveheart energy, f*ck all of the enemies
XO Hennessy, it's not on me, it's in me
I'm not here to be friendly, they ain't even pretendin'
Comprende?
We've been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own cosign, she textin' the old line
Comprende?

It's up, Hit-Boy you on some other shit
We on some other shit, comprende? Yeah
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Writer: Chauncey Hollis Jr., Dustin James Corbett, Nasir Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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