Young Kwe
Young rapper, revolutionary like Castro
Built to go against all odds by the blast off
My team full of stars but we movin type Astro
Same n#gg# at Walmart tryna mess with my cash flow
Y’all movin on fast forward
Tryna be me in reality, Chad Owens
Stop it, all the actin don’t result in profit
Y’all beggin for time when the clock hit
Y’all can’t even function out the pocket
I grab on, shoot like Mahomes
Gotta rocket land wherever I deposit
You dropped it, n#gg#s Oscar the Grouch
Can’t even amount to the boy and the heat I deploy
Had you jumpin for joy, n#gg#, what happened?
Ten toes down, hands on, feet draggin
I set the bar high, you can’t even imagine
My ratings goin up, Madden, caption
Camera out these Instagrammin
Lights flashing, I’m the highest in the room, can’t touch me like Travis, n#gg#
ChrisDon, I’m the bomb
I get the bucks like I’m Giannis
Driving through lanes, you outta luck let’s be honest
To be continued
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