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Look I told the coach I'm the coach now Better watch your tone now When you around for a meeting Uhh, when I'm getting flown out You ain't 'bout to see me going out of my way Just to get a pic in front of your logo thrown on my page If it ain't a dollar then I'm out of this with all of this work I read your offer and it said you hope I don't know my worth This an investment, the best kept secret to get you blessed with Reckless, doing a buck eighty off the exit I checked with my momma, and she said it's a slap I want everybody stomach down and my bread in the bag Like this a half yoga studio, half bakery, y'all rap lazily Time ticking, using all God gave to me I'm out the back door, Alec pulling up the getaway F*ck what you said and say, I'm making more out of my seven days Uh, and bet the house on Karowak Y'all in label talks when this dropped, I promise y'all ain't hearing back Bitch it's Mr. Listen To This Shit Or Cut Your Ears Off Working overtime while they was quick to flip the gears off Rookies say they grinding, but it only been a year dog So f*ck you to your face, what can I say, I only fear God Money ain't the motive, I ain't told you? Then you never listen Said I wasn't really with the rapping, they already missing Let it glisten, choke a motherfucker till he pled submission Head is different; let her throw it at me like I been in prison I'm 'bout to Ben Wallace chopper to deflate the ball Greatest all time, so know that I ain't came to play with y'all Piss drunk at celebrity games, amazing aim and all F*ck you saying dog? Let's get this paper before the angels call And if they miss me, leave a message at the tone And if you diss me, we address it to your home, it's nothing personal Y'all acting funny, tripping honey off the comb When honey's coming home with me to free the freaking in they soul Even slower than codeine is, we selling you old features for double Y'all motherfuckers in trouble this evening, uh Spit like my cheek bleeding, I bit it, you bite me None like me, a couple glasses of cab, I'm off red like Mikey Cooling, no fool couldn't hype me, knowing what true and what might be Who you see doing this like me? Who he? That fool on my type beat Truly a tool to tutor; who could play me in a movie Maybe Ethan Hawke, Gyllenhaal, or Daniel Day Louis
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