Ok i’m on i’m in it , got rappers all up in their feelings
Asked for a feature i told him the price and he got all pissed , it’s business
I do not rap with beginners
Eat all these lames for dinner
Then i go have the lean for dessert, god dammit the boy a sinner
I’m wit my woes the studio set up we calling the shots and we bring the heat
Weed got me flyer than peter pan i smoke it then i take a sip of lean
Downin my cup feelin numb i look like i’m sick , the boi is forever geeked
She only came for d , i hit it i got it deceased
Pull up i’m drippin in blue , you the son of the soil i’m the son of the sea
If these n#gg#s want the beef they can come with the steak i just want the cheese
Look at me causing a scene i get on the mic and i kill the beat
You cannot play with me , i’m up and i’m outta your league
These n#gg#s doubted the boi , they see where i’m at now they wanna call
You cannot ask for sh#t for free when a yung n#gg# gotta ball
I still be reaching these heights , it’s prolly the reason i’m walking tall
I do not claim for sh#t , i say what i say and i walk the talk
Dammit this sh#t is a lot , can’t believe all of em want the boi to fall
But i had a plan i drew all of that sh#t then i kill em and barrymore
Jealous of me cause i make it sound easy and that sh#t be hurting more
But i would be mad at me too , i mean look you very lost
Typa sh#t you play for them haters a bit and then you pause
Tell em about it look deep in their eyes and say i got no remorse
After you tell em then play it again i swear they gonn follow with force
Yung n#gg# never caught slippin , i walk like a pimp and i grab the balls
Shawty a thot , if that n#gg# mad about her then i’m the cause
I never fumble and take a loss , these b#tches know who the boss
I speed up i got the nos
I’m drippin i got the sauce
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