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I got ahead you cant catch up Dick in her mouth when she wake up thats breakfast (aye) Im in a different sector Cant f*ck with you if you fold im no dresser (aye) Aint tryna hear yo ass lecture, walk out the building like f*ck a professor (aye) Dealing with you been a stressor, thats why im smoking on all of this pressure I got the gas in my system no auto, no tripping you walking beside me dont follow, I lead If he want beef then we serve him a taco, dont look at my chips cause they nachos, all cheese Shoot for the top how I shot was full throttle, get curved like a pothole im not fo yo team Not in your league, and I'm not in your bracket Im smoking on trees were a different seed And you different acting, you faking your passion, im passing you up like I aced every test in my classes Ive been classified as a classic, im high when im rapping, but low when you speak Im running track lists up like its track meet, cant track me, you tacky, you boo boo, you tede Tryna get past me, im stealing, no passing, and laughing as I score a shot from the three Im making money not making amends if you talk behind backs then you just aint my friend I got this friend that think ill be her man, she get down on her knees like she saying amen F*ck all these hoes just for fucking said f*ck it id rather you f*ck me because who I am Paper the subject then im rolling up like the dutches control her like puppets no hands I get that money like ransom (yuh) She wanna f*ck say im handsome (yuh) Shot after shot if I take it I make it im feelin like I hit an and one (yuh) Play this shit like its yo anthem (yuh) F*ck with me ill throw a tantrum (yuh) Dont like to walk I just float like a phantom, you say I'm not true thats an incorrect answer Speaking of incorrect you need correction directing your stresses and messes on me Cant lose a blessing this life for me destined affection is something that you do not need Problems like texas you fucked with the extras you turned to somebody that I cannot be Life just a lesson when shit get depressing im high like the reverend im smoking my weed So I hit her with the ghost like an inhale Ive been making records well off like I been well Ive been getting all these letters like a pen pal You was tryna brake me down I guess your plan failed Funny all you did was hated now its fan mail Guarantee she agitated cant stand still Ive been searching for my soul like a brand deal Now I walk around with my hand filled (uh) Heard she tryna talk to the man for a handout, f*ck it you can talk to the hand now (uh) Always been a standup guy, so I stand out, you was never helping with your hands out (uh) I remember walking with my pants down, half the shit I used to wear was older cousins hand downs (uh) That was then I grew into a man now, manned up, pants still sagging cause the bands out (uh) Watch out, watch for me like the band out (yeah) Everything im gonna do I got planned out (uh huh) 5 years im a business with a brand out (what) I be smoking hella weed might branch out (yeah) I stay planted in the green no glasshouse (woo) On a planet just me with my glass out (yes sir) Back in high school I was failing math class, Only use addition with the math now (uh) I get that money like ransom (yuh) She wanna f*ck say im handsome (yuh) Shot after shot if I take it I make it im feelin like I hit an and one (yuh) Play this shit like its yo anthem (yuh) F*ck with me ill throw a tantrum (yuh) Dont like to walk I just float like a phantom, you say I'm not true thats an incorrect answer Aye, aye, aye (ok) Yuh, yeah, yeah (ok) Aye, aye, aye (ok) Yuh, yeah, yeah (ok)
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