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Live from the underground Stunna on the beat it's time to really brawl Niggas need to hack a Shaq, because I'm playing bully ball Bars from O2 arena to Alice Tully Hall Can't nobody f*ck with the schema, I need my money tall Eat beats, no wonder these other rappers' slim Every bar got weight on it like I was at the gym God flow, wonder if I'm dropping raps or hymns The game stuck, you niggas plain suck, I'm tearing rapper limbs The flow and cadence is peak for entertainment The flow fire, it's not something you should play with Y'all know the aim is the top straight from the basement So now I'm paper chasing with musical arrangements You think you fucking with me? You must be out your noodle Demon flow, saints let me go, like Ralph Hassenhutl I have no enemies, but only 'cuz my bouts are brutal So now I'm here for guys to learn, like an account for Moodle These folk dead only thing that's on my head is a crown They burn bread I'm just tryna be the toast of the town Tryna make all of my exes look like dummies and clowns Yeah, I was sad you burned the bridge, but shit I'm over it now I want, more money, more whips, more property To make my momma feel like she just won a lottery To live comfortably and spoil my Baby properly To have bills be a minor afterthought to me