Weird Shit

There's some reasons That I'm needed god got me I'm believing can't stop me It's my season I'm mahomes with the chiefs and I'mma lead my fucking team in Yeah I break it down to little wins Like brick after brick again You picking up I'm putting in Work on the track I go bizerk In your feelings got you hurt Got versace for her purse Couple baddies gotta swerve Yeah I just kick em to the curb Cause yeah I know my worth I'mma diamond in the rough bitch That tough shit yeah go kick it to The tough kids Enough bitch I'm just trying to Count these hundreds No nonsense I ain't got that type Of conscience I'm on one and I ain't fucking giving up Like gods son imma speak until I'm lifted up So often that you getting fucking Sick of him Until you play it again and Now you think you him Was built to win that's why They always f*ck with him Now let's get back to the Topic at hand Bitch I been the man that's why I am who I am I walk into the room and These baddies like my smile They like the way I smoke How I dress like my style They see the fucking logo Now they begging to get down It's all throughout the city State to State it's in ya town Six oh three is here bitch Let's get it clear bitch I ain't fucking with None of that weird shit