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[verse]
you ain’t taking off, oh no
i ain’t ever changing plans
bad b-tch from soho getting naked shaking -ss
i’ve been doing this sh-t dolo
never went to taking hands
not accepting any ohms, no
but giving back who made the man
now i’m out here making fans and after i stay raining bands
feel like i’m making the b-tches wanna shake their -ss
now you out here hating that i got the paper
p-ss go for me making raps, boardwalk staying stans
standing park place and they out here replaying that
i’m hearing that traffic jam while in the traffic jam, woo!
i’ve been doing this since i was just a youngin’
true as sh-t, writing raps when i was running
to the clique just to leave, skip instruction, instruction
but i told you what i wanted
tons of gold just to loan to the public
reaching goals, i just told my friends f-ck them
if you don’t grow, got to go, no discussion, discussion
aye aye, now i’m out here steady running
did it all with no instruction
came from taking busses to taking beats just to bust them
no one thought that i could come in
with these flows i was humming
now i get up to the function
this sh-t get rowdy like i’m something
cuz i’m gon’ make it
came from the bottom to these playlists
blow up, same wallet, different payments
bad b-tch come calling just to taste d-ck
she hear i’m on and start the playing
like she been following for ages
she wanna find out from my agents
how to get up in the possible equation
bad b-tch come for money and the supz d-ck
suspect, turn that down like a sunset
fun fact: still hitting like a chuck rep
b-m head, never paying, no sunset intersection
ain’t no correcting, overstepping nowhere reckless
know your presence or learn vengeance
now bear witness to their menace
no direction, cover presses
not deserving of a cover less than xxl
going the hardest that i’m capable, wanna excel
doing it proper in this cadence, i’m drumming sticks well
canon cannon banging verbatim, but nothing fits well
so he throwing a fit now
lost mariah, lost his dimes then lost his mind
and now he wildin’ out with likes of other might haves
no not i, i stay confined in rooms where i can grow my mind and shine
i been the best, you have been a wreck
shine down with a different set of mind and att-tude, so i been content
while you bugging with the steel like genesect
gang gang, never intersect with my career path ‘less you want the metal coming to your neck
that’s temptation like it’s xxx and i’m penetrating you with 10 rounds
and giving your girl 2, maybe 3
depending on how badly she say she need what she been missing on before i came to see
bad b-tch left alone so i gave her d, she wanna ride so badly like an ape in heat
i’m donkey kong, got banana and i take her peach
but i’m mario too, plumb her drainage clean
just wait and see that i’mma be the one to run the game
baddest b-tches on me, got you wanna hate
i’ve been feasting, look what’s on my plate
rapping got me wanna hit up sommer ray
just to give her d-ck then send her on her way
a+, that brain gon’ get the honors grades
out here talking sh-t like i’m an -sshole
but i live it, press me, get ghost or become it’s grave
on the grind nonstop doing the mostest for my family
and now that i’m on top, screw all the posers, they’re just fans to be
and honestly this new camaraderie is just a tragedy
cuz mediocrity wants slices often offered
magically i got a bunch of followers and i’ve been popping
casually they blowing up my dms like i’ve got an offer
asking me to p-ss some green like blunt rotations, tryna prosper
imagine me if actually i followed through, i’d stop my combine
pardon all my brashness to the industry i’m reigning
brushing hair of rappers cuz they faking
like barbie, sh-t undress them, melt the faces
and reuse the material to make these
phony -ss awards they shouldn’t gain
and it sucks that that’s predominant today
but i’m never hitting lows like that i pray
that my music’s never stale, weak, or fake
i’m on

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