Tyler Durden

Pump fake
All these niggas look fake
No stakes, all good
Chessmate
No brag, life drag
Too rad
Tell the man, finna
Get my city back
Fuck keys, coming
For the holy grail
Fuck bail, I'll evolve
In hell
No sweat, she wet
No regret
Fuck checks, no sex
All neck
Goddamn, horny women
Wanna dance
Uncle Sam in a trance
Gotta grab his pants
Take his money, take his land
Take his girl nigga
This an uprising, this is
Our world nigga
Fuck around fuck around
With the intention
Hold it down hold the crown
Know the mission
Back up dont need it
We a rambo
When its rough
Catch us up in the bando
Damn Daniel going ghost like a phantom
Fuckin with a Russian love my clips random
Any second with the trigger we can make it bigger heh
Any second in the ringer I could be the nigga

Why you think I care about your 6 figures
Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar
Why you think I care about your 6 figures
Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar

These niggas these niggas they all stupid
These bitches these bitches they all lucid
We in it, we did it we fucking winning nigga
We seen the fiends we be sinning nigga
Tell the people that bitch and moan for everything
You aint grown come and get slapped by a ring
Floating like a butterfly finna get sting
Tell these niggas all the niggas who chase bling
Look at that now you lost foundation
Spun gold we been on vacation
This magic this novacation
This UT annihilation
Uncle Sam that nigga talking crazy
Uncle Sam don't even try to pay me
Don't worry I'm done with ya lady
Be mad she black now she lazy
Fuck king shit this revolutionary
Niggas think they've seen whats really scary
Seen the dark days their nightmares
Lets say some shit make em all scared

Why you think I care about your 6 figures
Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar
Why you think I care about your 6 figures
Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar



Credits
Writer(s): Mahael Abdul-qawi
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