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If I was a rapper I would put you in the crutches
And discuss if
All the shit you rap about is really true
Ion wanna see a brick because you say you really shoot
Red lights and blue lights
I go left you shoot right
I give you props
Now you toting them props
I see my son's got talent, Wayne Brothers and pops
2013, I was on my Kendrick shit
Tryna take control I got the button went relentless with
Tryna be the greatest, ghost of Michael Jordan title
Let you know it's toe to toe, I'll turn my friends into my rival
I used to wanna make your favorite rapper suicidal
Now I feel it's to the point I see my family as my idol
Hangman, say the wrong word then it's over
Nigga said f*ck the rock, shit I said what up Hova
2016, everybody on my shit
Everybody tryna tell me I'm gone make it with a hit
What is making it?
Make it to the league then call it quits?
I ain't tryna put my life inside of rap cause she's a bitch
Not rap, but this rap shit
Shawty she was faking like you niggas fake this trap shit
Feds show up, well what you wrote lead to a trap if
You can put your hands behind your back (Get the f*ck on the ground)
And follow the procedures
You file your on report you blame the cop that's in the bleachers
And niggas switching colors got me thinking that it's Easter
Playboy bunny
I want Playboy money
Niggas talking VVS like they got Playboi money
It's a cold world, damn I live in Dreamville
Shawty on them corners and she know that cream kills
The cream of the crop, or the cream in my wallet
Bro for bro, time for time, when I tell you that I got it
2019, rap done faded
Goat with the pen, but let me know what's in your playlist
Because I'm tryna save it
Then go play it when I make it
It's outside of rap, I think it's more to do with life
Climbing up the ladder reaching heights like I'm Wilt
Man I hate for a black person to say I killed
My own kind
Press back and rewind
When I slip and fall, my mama said I'll be fine