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Comparing me to another rapper is foolish
Cause I don't make hip hop I make weirdo music
Select few of the many viewing knew this new thing I'm doing
The rest was scared to tune in but
You here now
Being hypnotize
Let me control your mind body & soul
Fresh to life pose In my nice dirty nikes with no soul
And the same filthy clothes I had on a day ago woah
Clothes don't make the man the man make the clothes
Plus I'm Saving more uh
Thinking rich when I was poor
Addicted to Getting high to fix the lows
Feigning to get a fix for the unfixable woah
And I'm fixing young mistakes before I get too old
Like restore my credit score damn ya credit yo
Long as I think that I'm incredible
Then homie I'm incredible
And I won't sleep til the mission complete peace good night
Stink for the week to smell like money for the rest of my life
This that forget where you at know where you going alright
See who holding you back & let em go goodbye
Full moon perfect day for 808s heartbreak on replay
When moms passed away wasn't til that day
I felt an artist paint pain & I could relate
Thanks Kanye
Laid Kym to rest later left my Kim K
Full moon another day different heartbreak
She was in the way of day to day paper chase wanted to
Walk off in the sunset till we parted ways
Now I'm at the club strippers in my face
Hoping I make it rain yet she was on my brain
Why I let her ruin the weather had to tell her
Don't hit my telephone
No room under my umbrella ella
For the record I left the strip club
Rather stay home make a record & save the cheddar
Yeah You know me
Like I'm down wit opp
I'm naughty by nature I think you should be
Minding ya business my ogs seen I've gain an interest
In starting a business to make an interest
Deep in a trance in the trenches
I learn ever since it's bout how you Exit
Not bout how good ya entrance is
Take For instance these instruments
The person listening
Probably having a hard time remembering
How this beat began
The end justify the means meaning
This the part they won't forget it's the end
The proof is in the pudding bowl
You don't know how essential something is til it's gone
I Don't wanna know
What ya think of me now tomorrow yesterday or before
More so wonder what most folks gon
Say at my Funeral
Cause I don't make hip hop I make weirdo music
Select few of the many viewing knew this new thing I'm doing
The rest was scared to tune in but
You here now
Being hypnotize
Let me control your mind body & soul
Fresh to life pose In my nice dirty nikes with no soul
And the same filthy clothes I had on a day ago woah
Clothes don't make the man the man make the clothes
Plus I'm Saving more uh
Thinking rich when I was poor
Addicted to Getting high to fix the lows
Feigning to get a fix for the unfixable woah
And I'm fixing young mistakes before I get too old
Like restore my credit score damn ya credit yo
Long as I think that I'm incredible
Then homie I'm incredible
And I won't sleep til the mission complete peace good night
Stink for the week to smell like money for the rest of my life
This that forget where you at know where you going alright
See who holding you back & let em go goodbye
Full moon perfect day for 808s heartbreak on replay
When moms passed away wasn't til that day
I felt an artist paint pain & I could relate
Thanks Kanye
Laid Kym to rest later left my Kim K
Full moon another day different heartbreak
She was in the way of day to day paper chase wanted to
Walk off in the sunset till we parted ways
Now I'm at the club strippers in my face
Hoping I make it rain yet she was on my brain
Why I let her ruin the weather had to tell her
Don't hit my telephone
No room under my umbrella ella
For the record I left the strip club
Rather stay home make a record & save the cheddar
Yeah You know me
Like I'm down wit opp
I'm naughty by nature I think you should be
Minding ya business my ogs seen I've gain an interest
In starting a business to make an interest
Deep in a trance in the trenches
I learn ever since it's bout how you Exit
Not bout how good ya entrance is
Take For instance these instruments
The person listening
Probably having a hard time remembering
How this beat began
The end justify the means meaning
This the part they won't forget it's the end
The proof is in the pudding bowl
You don't know how essential something is til it's gone
I Don't wanna know
What ya think of me now tomorrow yesterday or before
More so wonder what most folks gon
Say at my Funeral
Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Thomas
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