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I just put a flame to the dope feel better, right I was young in the room Couples games by the food that my momma brought to me sometimes Standing all in that lunch line, right Always ran from the rules Like f*ck that class I was smart enough But none of ya'll staff gon' pick me up, when I'm down I was lost, right For my brothers, i grind for a loft Probably faint if you look at the cost Seventh grade i just wanted a loft but we pay for them xans Wash it down with the Vos Like I don't care 'bout no rules So far I've lived how I choose So far I've lived how I've, right So nigga get ready, I'm ready for action This gun won't jam up And if its a problem, I got a reaction Excuse my manners See I met a few dudes and i couldn't stand them But it's all good, cause Trapo that nigga now They ask for a verse when they need it now And i give it to 'em If i don't, ain't nobody gon' listen to 'em i feel bigger now You should listen to 'em All these people telling me to listen to 'em I get mentions from 'em but they hated me They created me When I make it, don't expect no play from me My old chick say she just need a break from me Need a, right So nigga get ready, I'm ready for action This gun won't jam up And if its a problem, I got a reaction Excuse my manners I been on the road boy So please do not ask me where I will end up I been on the road boy So please do not ask me where I will end up f*ck them niggas I went to school with, nigga If i make it I plan on moving nigga If i make it I plan on moving niggas Couple bitches they wanna do me, nigga Couple women cooking me movie dinners I just f*ck 'em and give 'em new beginnings I'm a rapper, right? So these xans kick in in the afterlife All my plans work out if the math is right And the math is right So i ball til' I'm bald in a pamper Couple stains in my jeans and this dandruff King Trap finna trap with his family Sitting back writing raps get a grammy I make it look easy, right, don't it? This shit was a freebie I promise [Break] Like I'm on the verge of something, right Girl I warn you I'm a nascar racer race I race to a place [?] that didn't work, right Like should be onto something, right I was never used to following your pattern High school I was missing my practice Now I'm better, I don't even need practice And I'm like wait wait, right Roll one make it better than the last one New girl way better than the last one I was last in the class but I always had passed Like f*ck your appearance I went and grab some And we all smoke dope, we just like our folks We don't ever reminisce just let it happen And we all follow for a [?] And I'm like wait [?] I swear my days so f*cking long This shit so make believe Is there a way to see the shade, the kind of never seen (x2) It wasn't always like this I walk inside the store And take what I want then gotta go And nevermind the prices See now we ride [?] Like I'm on the verge of something, right Girl I warn you I'm a nascar racer race I race to a place [?] Like should be onto something, right I was never used to following your pattern High school I was missing my practice Now I'm better, I don't even need practice
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