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Nah, okay, let's go Uh (3rdzip) Going for new adventures, future endeavors My father been knew I'm special, he flew, I reckon The things we went through together, I view the message You might do what I do, but I do it better My girl know she getting ignored, but it's not important I'm making music, no more shortage, a new assortment "I'm on my third glass, bring me another one" Until I can't even walk straight and I mess it up She drunk texting me, "hey, how you doing?" I know she under influences, I don't care if I ruin it A 3 A.M. call, why not? I'm on the way Slept at 5, end the party like I'm in L.A I'm in the booth with some food and it's for the troops, uh I'm keeping it clean before we get dirty at 2 Come by the twos like my shoes, I'm talking 'bout- (uh) I'm talking 'bout my paychecks after I spit it real smooth, facts They making announcements and I be making moves, facts They're taking a year, I make an album in afternoons, facts Shoutout to T, he been my bro since day two, slatt I'm slaying beats 'cause I can, what I'm going through don't matter! Feeling like John Wick, I need me a gun ——— gon' pay, nah, he is never gon' run Stay in the shade, I'm leaving the sun She said that she love me but I'm leaving with something It's 'bout time I talk with evidence A tummy tuck's a consequence to That bullet hitting the stomach Brother I'm the one, not the one to make fun of Getting money under, I'm digging all the tunnels I'm with my side and she outside, she smokes a joint I feel like it's a win 'cause I'm out here getting them points I feel like it's a sin but God got faith in a boy I feel a lot of things but not empathy for them boys, wait Uh, I don't care 'bout the cost That's twenty-thousand for the whip, y'all rappers paying it off It's not that I'm not from the US y'all gotta think that I'm soft It's not that I ain't fifteen that I can't be a boss And I'm exhausted But I don't want no sorry for your loss 'Cause my brother got shot in vain But what point are you tryna gain If you can't fit the pumps I walk in? You can make the references But not mean what you talking I'm speaking from exhaustion, brother I feel like a Father figure, how I'm sonning y'all rappers I like to do this thing, I'm making fun of y'all rappers I'm an artist, a whole monster, I'm not one of y'all rappers I shoot the lights out, might bounce All your homies might vouch Everyday I'm shining, I remind them of a lighthouse She gave me her necklace so I've got to shoot her lights out Pardon me for the bad rhyme, I had to say it Alright, now I'm ready! I hear you talking slick through the phone But what you gon' do on your own If you and me all alone? That's what I said to your girl and she already said that it's on I made the worst ones side with me Been like this ever since I was born As a child been lacking love So I make sure y'all not enough All my troubles been adding up I'm not tired of acting up I be spazzing, y'all rappers suck I'm a bully but you can't duck the fists Mind's always been corrupt, the— uh Woah, yuh The chain swing, just like the pendulum The rocks look like Flav clock mixed with M&M's Please, barely need to talk, my nuts drag like the trees Grew up on the Lox and a little JAY-Z They be lookin' at me like the 3RD can't bleed The hoes get around me and I swear they can't breathe I'm a locksmith, baby, show you all the keys Tell me what you want and I can show you how to- I can show you how to get it, baby And niggas rocking on the top like I shitted, baby Bonjour to my niggas in France I got enough trick money just to get 'em to dance And the pants big enough just to fit all my shit But the pants not big enough to fit all my dick So I sag 'em Niggas talking clicks but they bitches So I rag 'em I be rocking diamonds that you niggas couldn't fathom Red, yellow, blue, black diamonds It take a couple hundred years just to get to mining (Tell 'em, dawg!) And this is perfect timing 3RD beats on this shit so you know it's shining, uh And this is water, my boy Niggas talking all that shit but you are watering, boy And uh, I be on top of it, boy Ayo, to my niggas out in— yeah, haha Come on, nigga Corrupt the minds of the youth It's twisted and sickening, I advise that you follow through But keep your feet up to survive and cut the ties off the noose And get your re-up off the high and lose your mind off the juice It's kinda crazy dropping niggas all the time like a deuce Up in a cup I'm stirring bitches up like I'm in a brew I'm cooking niggas with these bullets way I'm frying they tulip I'm sprouting out a cocoon and I'm flying up to the roof And I'mma tear this bitch up! Just like a ruler it's light And don't be thinkin niggas function when I'm pourin' a pint I'm not a player but I'm fuckin up a bitch like my nikes I'm kicking niggas out the function if they bringin a d I got two phones, one up in my left and my right I got some purple in my cup like like I be fuckin wit Mike (These niggas on my dick) These bitches catching a ride They dont got shit to provide but pretty pussy and ass Lemme talk to em Dirty Dan, these niggas lurkin listening to plans Bitch, you not coming up with me or coming with the fam Bitch, you a fan, knock ya lights out Nigga, we manifesting that up just like a kite now Nigga, we high now, we up in the sky, nigga The stratosphere The f is near cause niggas the same And we aint fuckin' wit 'em heavy like a bitch with a fade These niggas tuckin wit a semi but a bitch really made Y'all niggas fucked up Woo!
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