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This that wake up in the morning Crack the macbook and I'm on it Send shots pop pop with no warning Drop top yeah this shit transforming They got faith in me like Mormons The beat inside me stay dormant The piece yes I got it on me Only got one or two homies I do better by myself don't need no help I take the steps to get it I bet on myself can't take no L's no homie just forget it Won't sell my soul for the hell of it Ain't no way that I'm selling it all that shit been irrelevant I Got one too many hits Put twenty fours up on the whip I do my dance I do not crip But I make championships Got hands when I need them I don't need friends just need my mama and my bed Like my boy drake said pull the draco out my face hoe I blend right in I'm made of play dough and I make plays hoe Been the boss follow my lead like Simon say so Yeah Like simon say so follow leader yes I'm the leader Swiping the visa fly to Ibiza hit then I leave her Yeah cooking a heater it's a procedure Please do not bother me don't wanna see ya Been at the bottom but this is my season Yeah And I promise I'm making the play Bitch you ain't making no play and promise I'll be Stomping whatever get in my way Yeah this my fucking season take a dub repeat it And I promise my mama a crib and whip that she don't need to pay cause it's paid I promise mean what I say I don't want slice of the pie cause I'm going for the cake And my face in the cake savor the taste paving the way Want to pop from the Ville to the bay To the real to the fake To the field to the game Till the field that I raised So I reap what sow And I'm loving the chase And I'm loving the fame And I'm loving the lame Motherfuckers that don't like me All my life I been a pisces I see What you don't see Oh si I'm making noise but I'm lowkey Eat this bitch up like I'm Choji Whipping this bitch like I'm Yoshi One hundred and five Lil bitch I'm pushing like one hundred and five If you want smoke pull the forty-five Pray to God then open holy fire Yeah so be that Oh me Oh my shoot my shot Kobe They act like they don't know me Empty just like my soul be But I soul feed like oh si Tu quieres smoke then hold me To my words I shoot until I hit won't stop till them holes bleed Wipe ya nose I see the nosebleed Yeah Like it's a nosebleed F*ck a hook a nose ring Pop a perc they overdosing Wasting time they where the hoes be But they know they over those and boast about reaching they goals But they don't cause they know they coasting