trading stories freestyle

Told my momma I'm the greatest, I knew that before I was
Speak my problems 'til I'm A-List, trading stories with my uh
Trading stories with my OG, brain get blown I know I'm up
Brain get blown, I know I'm up
Brain get blown, I know I'm up
Never fuck nobody that you wouldn't wanna trust
Never trust nobody if they ain't built one of one
Cuz there's way too many opps and there's way too many fakes
They hide in the replicas, I'm still rubbin' off the paint

Big drip, want that shit a lil bit
I know that they trying but ain't nobody as real as this
I can see the God in me and you look way too devilish
Devil's in the details so I always read the finer print

Walking faster than you sprint, sprinting I might overlap
Half the effort I put in just topped you on your favorite track
If I tell you that I miss you, bitch you better say it back
If I tell you that I love you, know I'll catch a fade for that
These lames cannot recognize who is real and who denies
I can read between the lines and I know you been the prize
(These lames cannot recognize who is real and who denies
I can read between the lines and I know you)

Big drip, want that shit a lil bit
I know that they trying but ain't nobody as real as this
I can see the God in me and you look way too devilish
Devil's in the details so I always read the finer print
Big drip, want that shit a lil bit
I know that they trying but ain't nobody as real as this
I can see the God in me and you look way too devilish
Devil's in the details so I always read the finer print

You ain't cute as you think you are
You don't look half as good as me (Aye)
You ain't cute as you think you are
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Writer(s): Vivi Mori
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