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I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live with that I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live with that Said I'm back again Cause niggas talking 'bout that rap again She wanna join the roster Told her and friends pack the bench Riding with a pack of friends Brought a chopper so long that it looked like they just packed a bench Since timetables I rhyme greater, hater, uh Triple double no assists On this shit I just turn into my player, player Uh, look (Boy ain't no way boy) Said my hair is getting longer And so is the list of niggas that I knocked off Flow crack said my raps help get her rocks off Y’all not hard and shit I spit is rock hard (I smell what y’all niggas cooking) And it’s not bars Who my competition cause it not y’all (Hell nah!) Niggas Uber weak. Shorty treat me like it’s Uber eats Put the order in, slide through the streets and give her d- drop off (Nigga you wildin') Get popped off for tryna pop off No cap like I took the pop top off Off top like a freestyle Boy you ain't know I’m the top dawg, How you get schooled boy? Uh By a schoolboy? Uh yeah The only the dot that’s hot that not me Is probably friends with Schoolboy King Dilla I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live with that I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live w- Uh, yeah Cause I’m a lion in my habitat Target on my back during the riots wasn’t having that So I hit bro like where the strap at (I need all of ‘em) So whole summer I was feeding niggas moms With a glock in my backpack All facts ask Jimmy Lil bro would stack stimmies So many moves hit I would call him Jack Dempsey I’m like 5’9 if I probably put some shoes on 40 feet tall if I stood on who I proved wrong (So tell them niggas move on) I’m too strong I been off the porch for too long Had cash to make, ask Tun Whatever love we get is just past due Niggas ain’t get the scoop like a bad spoon I got respect and that’s better than wealth I’m amazing at this I'm also good at like everything else If he got some beef I do not believe 'less he tell me himself They don’t believe I don’t need they help We will do it ourselves For real I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live with that I was back on road I came back home where all the realest at I’m just selling flows can’t sell my soul I gotta live with that (Tires screech, rubber burning) (Who you reach, what you learning?) (I been out for way too long) (Tell them I don't know when I'll be finally heading home) (I'm back on road) (I'm back on road) That's what it was It was like you know, "I kinda wanna talk my shit a little bit too" You know what I'm saying? Like, but it's not out a place of arrogance Like, you know, I feel like I'm like that because of all the shit I been through You know what I'm saying? Like, I feel like thats damn near the reason why I can't sell my- You know what I'm saying? Like what I done s-, what C'mon bro, I'm finna talk my shit bro Like for real
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