Yeah
Yo it’s cool if i smoke in hear, right?
Nah, nah, you can’t do that in here
Aight, f#ck it
That’s ‘cause i’m hot b#tch
Hopping on stage, got a mosh pit of hot chicks topless
Now watch this
They on me, white rice like pick ‘em all up, chopsticks
That was funny, right? yeah, chris rock sh#t
Don’t be shopping with gothic’s but i’m a hot topic
You can’t top this, you can’t stop this
All i do is drop hits, b#tch i cannot miss
Yeah, catch me outside writing rhymes, smoking newports
What a life of mine
I got these hoes in check, nike sign
And since i’m so def, i would like to sign
With the mic i shine, so bright that you might go blind
It’s likely you might be trying, to be like me get right in line
Right behind the rest of ‘em
Been blessed with yes i won
Expect nothing less of him
Then to be next to the best of ‘em
They told me to stay in school
I dropped out but played it cool
By making moves, now all i see is money i got paper views
I’ve been hated, debated, ooh, underrated too
Made it through, and paid my dues, realized i wasn’t made to lose
So to all the haters who would say that my dreams couldn’t be making true
Bet you never knew, you would play the fool
Now i’m getting paid in full, while i’m being catered to getting brain, while eating big #ss f#cking plates of food
Now i got your boo naked with me and i ain’t make her choose
Next time she’s down on her knees i’ll make sure that she prays for you
It’s time to finish ‘em, so you know that actually automatically means it has to be a fatality (fatality)
Yeah i know you mad at me, ‘cause my swagger be causing casualties
And now you’ll all be dead soon, low battery
I’m killing them emphatically, it’s sad to see, catastrophe
Tragically breaking every body down, atrophy
Spitting mad degrees, showing wack emcees that you don’t have to be fat to be burnt
Like a motherf#cking calorie
Actions speak louder, money talks and chit chatters cheap
And i’m the “just shut up and do it, and make salary”
Speed racing chasing my dreams, you could say i’m fast asleep
And i ain’t waking up until i catch ‘em in reality
I went from putting dope in my bas#ment and now i’m high like an attic be
Somebody give me another port man, natalie
Sorry yo, i had to breath
Told you that that last verse would be the fatality
Flawless victory
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