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I was the one with the pack sealed so you know that I stacked up I was the one with the talent homie now they mad how I act up I studied the game & stayed independent Co-signing my back up Yall are gon' label me hero Theres too many artists who really aint competition Talking out of they neck when I know what the facts are I was deep in the trap popping beans with a thirty on me They really aint trapstars They funny & dead broke And be clowning on me like I aint going that hard Like I aint with the ones or pull up to your spot with a fade And leave blood on the front yard You be calling the pigs on me I be calling the big homie Ima tax you a fee You fucking a bitch who be pimping herself We know that aint your money your game weak Ima lowkey body in the trap with some bitches on me & fith of Dusse If im on the gram & im wilding out Homie mind your business for me on a new day Ima pick some money up & pop a perc I was broke & bummy then I got to work Spit through Neumans & I spit on Nikes if you scuff my shoe so dont get ya hurt Keep it thou wow & stand on your sand Eat the pussy up & play your slow jams Super slow when im supersaiyan Im fucking dope Im handsome too man Look at me all in the spot Fucking your bitch & I feel like im pac Mexican cole with the bandana on him My woman a lady & that pussy pop Dreaming & dreaming & wishing & wishing Like I was gon' unwrap it out of a box All of my homies had kids And they fell into habits thats keeping them there on the block New man homie, who this Dummy high, I be clueless Stupid flow, its a doofus Sit down, you a student If you too late, then you truant Waking on a beach, so im shoeless Jesus & you judas Validated, you excluded Smoke my weed in front of cops Rank a hundred If you want it hit my line ill make a drop Aint no greenlight on me You brake for the yellow I dont stop If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot Trapping played out Banging played out Vegas made out Choose a wave Bitches f*ck for free & over price they pussy qualifying for a Hall of fame Brussel Sprouts with the steak by it With the crabs cakes & the OJ Kush pack with a bitch by me rolling up dutches with her rozay Need a P & ima tax you for exotic on the thirty one or no play Ninety's baby with the charm attached It was PBS channel all day Antenna wasnt working so I had to jerk it Chilling on it like sorbet Life a movie rolling Motion picture perfect Celebrating with the champagne Smoke my weed in front of cops Rank a hundred If you want it hit my line ill make a drop Aint no greenlight on me You brake for the yellow I dont stop If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot Smoke my weed in front of cops Rank a hundred If you want it hit my line ill make a drop Aint no greenlight on me You brake for the yellow I dont stop If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot
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