you'll see
Please!
Fill up my car and my cart
I ain't had dough from the start
Bitch!
Uh
I ain't gon mess up my part
Ain't talking hair talking art
Shit!
Uh
Misunderstanding my smart
I ain't in books I'm in hearts
Bitch!
Uh
This the beginning of stars
Don't talk to me you a mark
Bitch!
Uh
I miss my daddy but fuck him
Don't deserve nothing but knuckles
I gotta tell him
He left the family buckled
He should be sorry or something
This is for Kwuemy
This is for Chichi n mama
This is for Maez this is karma
Fuck all the drama
I don't need dinner with Carter's
Give me 500 I'm started
Bitch!
Uh
Fate wanna test wanna prey on my biz
Uh
I wanna rest but I can't I need m's
Uh
Sick of niggas that rapping they shit
Uh
I'm just gon pray for a reason to dis
Fallen in pockets I'm heavy
Best brace for me you ain't ready
Nigga I'm steady
Mind gassing me up already
Shit 98-O unleaded
Wait 'till I'm breaded
I'll act up like kids at the dentist
I'll serve all these niggas like tennis
My skin I'm shedding
Still the same nigga they sent in
Cleaning the shit that they let in
Bitch I'm impressive
I sound like Zaywop n Kenny
I'm sounding like the next freshmen
Got the crowd guessing
Boy you can't stage this type presence
This is for real check the message
I ain't even trying
But my speech got y'all connecting
This that type shit called perfection
This ain't no lesson
This that shit that y'all electing
Just call me Pluto the president
Bitch!
Fill up my car and my cart
I ain't had dough from the start
Bitch!
Uh
I ain't gon mess up my part
Ain't talking hair talking art
Shit!
Uh
Misunderstanding my smart
I ain't in books I'm in hearts
Bitch!
Uh
This the beginning of stars
Don't talk to me you a mark
Bitch!
Uh
I miss my daddy but fuck him
Don't deserve nothing but knuckles
I gotta tell him
He left the family buckled
He should be sorry or something
This is for Kwuemy
This is for Chichi n mama
This is for Maez this is karma
Fuck all the drama
I don't need dinner with Carter's
Give me 500 I'm started
Bitch!
Uh
Fate wanna test wanna prey on my biz
Uh
I wanna rest but I can't I need m's
Uh
Sick of niggas that rapping they shit
Uh
I'm just gon pray for a reason to dis
Fallen in pockets I'm heavy
Best brace for me you ain't ready
Nigga I'm steady
Mind gassing me up already
Shit 98-O unleaded
Wait 'till I'm breaded
I'll act up like kids at the dentist
I'll serve all these niggas like tennis
My skin I'm shedding
Still the same nigga they sent in
Cleaning the shit that they let in
Bitch I'm impressive
I sound like Zaywop n Kenny
I'm sounding like the next freshmen
Got the crowd guessing
Boy you can't stage this type presence
This is for real check the message
I ain't even trying
But my speech got y'all connecting
This that type shit called perfection
This ain't no lesson
This that shit that y'all electing
Just call me Pluto the president
Bitch!
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