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Labels ain't been calling on my line
I put my bread up, invest my own time
Ya even had to do a little crime
But it's all good momma everybody fine
Now all these girls around me fine
Girls changed up I'm surrounded by some dimes
Damn they know ain't know that I can rhyme
16 sneaking off coronas with the lime
Crazy ass cars that I been whipping
Off the henny I been vossin with the lemon
Man the way I'm bossin with these women
On a motherf*cking mission man it cost for how I'm living
People tried to hit me with the plans
From now on I need my money in advance
Ever since I got a little fame up and switched the game
Niggas changed up and they ran
Yall boys never ran off on the plug
You paid the money and that man gave you the drugs
So tired of these wannabe thugs
It's like a one star claiming that he got 100 tubs man
Me and mom talked about it
I want a Wraith she told me that I'll be fine without it
Then me and Rome laughed about it
He said put that in a track my nigga you should rap about it
Write my own shit I'm coming up with concepts
Now I'm the prospect all these comments on my content
Can't give nobody time I'm working on my projects
My cup runneth over I ain't turning off no faucets
Remember my first time in the booth
Even FB said I was the truth
I'm spitting rhymes he ain't speak no English
Working off the translate my nigga you shoulda seen it
1:50 in now what I'm gon do next
Niggas tripping I ain't replying to they group text
Hoes in my ear talking about some group sex
They shot the addy drove my girl whip to they duplex
Man how my life has changed
I'm seeing longevity and a lot of range
Writing everyday I had to cut some hoes off
Nowadays they bugging wanting pictures with my clothes off
Yall must be out yo motherf*cking mind
Stevie Wonder can see that I been on my grind
Watch how I'm about to make the stars align
My girl fine European dime we drank a lot of wine
I'm happy for all the girls that tried to play me
Yall 22 heard you months from having a baby
Damn now you done taking risks
Ya man complaining lately you aint really whipping up no grits
You ain't got no more dreams of being rich
You bitches humble now
I come around they scared to speak
They just mumble now
Black and yellow kicks I sting em like I'm bumble now
Niggas trippin over chips that's how the cookie crumble now
You mad cause you called and I ain't answer
It wasn't important so what the f*ck does it matter?
So tired of all these people with they chatter
You don't wanna front the work
Yall want it on a silver platter
Man I'm working hard for this
My nigga I den starved for this
I really put my heart in every song
Exercising all my lyrics man my bars is getting strong
Man
I know
I know
I know
I'm gone