Look
All you little n#gg#s is suspect
Beefin’ with your homie for a b#tch you ain’t f#ck yet
n#gg#s need guidance, legitimate subjects
Cuz everybody here but nobody get touched yet, yeah
A lot of n#gg#s is listenin’ through the grape vine
Stressin’ over my ethic like b#tch it take time
I’m unimpressed by the fact you stealin’ my old lines
Ex b#tch new n#gg# jealous of my old life
So i gotta keep it too smooth
n#gg#s wanna catch you slippin’ any second, can’t snooze
Got a cup full of soda with a scrip, it ain’t booze
And n#gg#s throwin’ out threats they can’t prove
I mean, clearly a n#gg# cannot losе
I mean, clearly i’m stressin’ i poppеd two
Overseas checkin’ for b#tches i ain’t choose
One night it was over i can’t cool
Don’t act like i act new when you can’t even say i know to pass you
And wonder why i still look past you
Like any given moment couldn’t bag you
And never had you, damn i’d be glad too
Old mistakes still payin’ for the damages
Side b#tches lettin’ me down, they couldn’t handle it
Sidebar n#gg#s be talkin’ on who they plannin’ wit’
I singlehandedly leave rappers in bandages
I been feelin’ invincible in my new steez
Untouchable n#gg# i feelin’ like bruce lee
Don’t give your shorty an option cuz she’ll choose me
I sent for her with ease, the young and fly free
Crazy how they never try to switch they approach
Wonder why i see these n#gg#s as jokes
I switch states so often i ain’t visitin’ home
sh#t i be so high i’m forgettin’ i’m home
I’m like, don’t push me cuz i’m way too reactive nowadays
n#gg#s might pull up and blast you right away
If i hear it and it isn’t a classic throw it away
Blowin’ bags i just emptied my bank
Wit’ my main b#tch, sh#t i been neglecting the sk#nks
But it’s ok, cuz i’m even with the distribution
And if they feelin’ too special they can keep it movin’
I’m a dirty soda sipper, money picker upper
Percocet for lunch and a xanny for the supper
Preppin’ for the summer
I’m feelin’ like a comeup is upon us
And if you tryna die, homie run up. like what up?
Anybody want it they can get it no problem
And they can get it no problem
Anti ’16 n#gg# problem solver
Yeah, little freestyle finish up the sh#t
Now i’m feelin’ on ya b#tch, and that’s it, ay, ay
Imma make ’em pop a xan to this
Imma make ’em pop a xan to this, yo
Imma make ’em pop a xan to this
Imma make ’em run a band to this
sh#t i’m out this b#tch
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