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(Haha, aye, yuh)
(You cannot have a good life, or have other people respect you
For that matter if you don't respect yourself)
(So, pay attention to the evolution of your own mind)
Hop out the back and I'm scrappin'
He bout that action?
He bout a be runnin' like madden
I got a blade in the back of my jeans and that's why I be saggin'
I'm really with it come tap in
I know that you liking the way that I'm rappin'
They say that I'm ass and i know that they cappin'
They yappin' and hatin' subtract it, yuh
You say some to me i'll be laughin', yuh yuh
But if it offends me or one of my people I'm bout a go insane
You don't know the disturbing and hurtin' shit that's always lurkin' inside of my big brain
And I ain't saying I'm smart
But the shit that I witnessed is bottled up just like a fish tank
Tryna' have all my fans feeling positive also I'm tryna' go get me some big bank

And I don't give a fuck Ima run it up
Pull up on me leave you dead in the dust
And i'm bout a blow up yeah i must
If you don't like the fact of that shit lemme tell you that sucks
You know that I'm rappin' I'm snappin' I'm breakin' her back
On these beats i attack come and tap in
He ran up on me but I saw he was lackin'
He busted a U-i I ain't saying what happened
Boy you is silly, she bout a come pull out my willy
And lick it I'm literally puttin' that shit in her kidney
You flexin' with stimmys and hold on, I bet all you kids wanna hit me man
Some of y'all older than eighteen
Pourin' that wok in your cup and you gettin' all spacey
Ha I know that y'all hate me
I'm in the crib with my shorty y'all pullin' up eight deep
But that's okay
Cause I'm slick, smooth, o lay
All you people be dreamin' bout dolce and gabbana
But lots of y'all really just stuck in the drama
My shorty pulled up in a Honda
W- we cruising y'all thinking I'm losin' and I'm saying nada
And nah I ain't buying no Prada
This lyrical shit that I spit bout a have me go prosper

My mental be fucked and i should see a doctor
Shit I'm still moving all proper
I'm spitting this verse and I swear you won't top her
Address it as her cause I'm spitting a beautiful bopper
I'm seeing red, not talkin' bout lobster
I'm fucking she wet so i gotta come mop her
Want beef Ima give you a whopper can't fuck with her father
He a prick but I'm puttin' my dick in his daughter, haha
Only thing Ima slaughter is beats
But i'll strangle you up in defense in the street
And my bro said I'm bringing in heat
Keep hating that shit make me greater for music I fiend
Wanna go up and also I wanna get green to give back to my team
And this world that's in need
You wanna stop that and i'll rip your teeth
(I'll rip out your teeth)
Ha



Credits
Writer(s): Kameron Cole
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