Step 2 Me

I cannot comprehend trying to copy this
Cuz' my flow sharp like Bobby pin
I can't stress a lose
It don't matter the cost
If supply in demand then I'm stocking it

Look

Was never a gangster or none of that
Come to this music shit, know where the fuck I'm at
When I leave the room they gon' run it back
Sit down and listen like they was my sons I'm dad

I wanted the name now I just the cash
Don't tell me you love me start shaking some ass
Cuz I can't trust a bitch, if her shit isn't fat
You seen my medals I can't come in last

I started at square one ain't no way around it
I know they upset and they wish they ain't doubt me
Please don't text me now cuz' you seen my surroundings
I pictured the top like the paramount mountains

Take me back to the past like it's yesterday
Said I'm trash better check out my resume
Like the flash I be fast if you make an assumption
Regardless I get to it anyways

Must be gay boy cuz' you ain't get any play
Talking that nonsense then I tell you anyways
Wake up get money, record a lil something,
And smoke down a pack since you asked for my day by day

I cannot concentrate trying to contemplate
Anyway you think of stopping me
I got different faces that represent places
Like all of my money monopoly

Look

I gave her a sundae she ain't got no money
Whatever's left over she topping me
On a raft or boat either way I'ma float through the storm
Ain't no way you can rock with me

I cannot understand how you gon' fuck with me
And then go fuck with another man
Two sides to the story if your side gets boring
Then I have to look on the other hand

Look

I seen you been chirping still dissect my verses
To me you just look another fan
They say I'm too hot they been told cool it
But looks they gon' need another fan

I'm not from the struggle, my whole life I struggled tho
I'm talking mentally

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I knew lots of people who said they'd be there till the end
And now they my enemies

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And now they my enemies

So many times people saying that they knew that I'd make it
They were ever friends to me

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I showed em my vision
And they got to dissin'
And now they want all of my empathy

Uh

I cannot comprehend trying to copy this
Cuz' my flow sharp like a bobby pin
I can't stress a loss
It don't matter the cost
If supply in demand them I'm stocking it

Look

Was never a gangster or none of that
Come to this music shit, know where the fuck I'm at
When I leave the room they got' run it back
Sit down and listen like they was my sons I'm dad