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Ignore the violence keep freestyling pray this rapping take off
But First I gotta Jenny Craig this pack get the weight off
Im just trynna get my dough to rise up like a bake offs
That first deal need it cash don't want no jews I ain't Adolf
I ain't no killer but they in a hooptie riding with the plates off
They my niggas if you acting goofy they might take yo face off
I don't beef no more cuz niggas goofy quick to tip the jakes off
Making dirty and clean guaranteed one of them pays off
I'll be the first to tell you I ain't street but I'm hood
you ever catch me in the streets better know I'm good
Calmest nigga out the group if I gotta shoot I would
Or we might pull up to yo hood and make you take that L for good
Only time I'm taking Ls is when we smoking on yo homie
They say Mike don't look the type that's only proving you don't know me
Invicta on my wrist I flex this bitch like it's a Rollie
You gone take it off me? Bitch I walk by faith but you gone show me
If my big homie don't score get that assist like Kobe
Long nose I left off three got me feeling like ginobli
Pops had rocks in his sox and wore that mask like mick foli
Get out the hood 101 so I chased it not for Zoe
Never in my life I had to prove that I was worthy
We was the mfn lake show they treated me like worthy
Omm aye dont trip imma make sure she dont worry
20 sumn doing better than some niggas in their 30s
I ain't here to boast or brag just saying what I accomplished
Ain't hit 25 and my checks was getting commas
Uphill battles kept pushing like I'm thomas
Life is a bitch we ran a train on her promise
Me and Marley serving out the cutie sliding in a Honda
I was a beast I ain't need a beauty that only brought drama
Freaked a beat then I linked with louie gang like wakanda
Imma see if you really truly bang with the Mobsters
Me and my cellie was like brothers hope that nigga made it home
We was few in a land of many had to make it known
Couldn't blame shit on rappy had to face that shit alone
Seen the outside just for court but dont know when I'm coming home
Ooh beat it
States attorney bitch treated
Suck a dick bitch eat it
Get well acquainted bitch meet it
Dont want my gun bitch keep it
Faith strong please believe it
CEO bitch I achieved it
Wish my dad was hear to see it
None of this shit came easy
But First I gotta Jenny Craig this pack get the weight off
Im just trynna get my dough to rise up like a bake offs
That first deal need it cash don't want no jews I ain't Adolf
I ain't no killer but they in a hooptie riding with the plates off
They my niggas if you acting goofy they might take yo face off
I don't beef no more cuz niggas goofy quick to tip the jakes off
Making dirty and clean guaranteed one of them pays off
I'll be the first to tell you I ain't street but I'm hood
you ever catch me in the streets better know I'm good
Calmest nigga out the group if I gotta shoot I would
Or we might pull up to yo hood and make you take that L for good
Only time I'm taking Ls is when we smoking on yo homie
They say Mike don't look the type that's only proving you don't know me
Invicta on my wrist I flex this bitch like it's a Rollie
You gone take it off me? Bitch I walk by faith but you gone show me
If my big homie don't score get that assist like Kobe
Long nose I left off three got me feeling like ginobli
Pops had rocks in his sox and wore that mask like mick foli
Get out the hood 101 so I chased it not for Zoe
Never in my life I had to prove that I was worthy
We was the mfn lake show they treated me like worthy
Omm aye dont trip imma make sure she dont worry
20 sumn doing better than some niggas in their 30s
I ain't here to boast or brag just saying what I accomplished
Ain't hit 25 and my checks was getting commas
Uphill battles kept pushing like I'm thomas
Life is a bitch we ran a train on her promise
Me and Marley serving out the cutie sliding in a Honda
I was a beast I ain't need a beauty that only brought drama
Freaked a beat then I linked with louie gang like wakanda
Imma see if you really truly bang with the Mobsters
Me and my cellie was like brothers hope that nigga made it home
We was few in a land of many had to make it known
Couldn't blame shit on rappy had to face that shit alone
Seen the outside just for court but dont know when I'm coming home
Ooh beat it
States attorney bitch treated
Suck a dick bitch eat it
Get well acquainted bitch meet it
Dont want my gun bitch keep it
Faith strong please believe it
CEO bitch I achieved it
Wish my dad was hear to see it
None of this shit came easy
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Writer(s): Michael Beasley
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