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I walk in the rain, but I can't feel the rain I've been kicking back, I'm just playing the game My energy really not one to be tamed I'm mentally faster then most human brains My niggas, my niggas, we all are the same We really just anti, but stay in our lane I don't say no names, cause name dropping's lame I see you, I see you, but not in my way Bitch, I get money, so f*ck what they say If you ain't with my team, better stay out the way Hit me up shawty, she know where I stay Wanna f*ck through the night And smoke up through the day I don't need placements, I want them green fa ces So f*ck all the faces, I wanna see naked Bitches on bitches and f*ck conversatin' They askin' what's wrong, "Is he really that crazy?" Bitch I am crazy, my flow is outrageous Put me on your show, ain't no sense in you playing Nigga quit playing, my shit is too banging I'm walking in normal, I walk out, now I'm famous The game I'm holding is locked in my hands Cause your bitch tapping out, you can call me Kurt Angle Slow mo like Neo Your bitch working, no freeload You niggas ain't shit but Pablo De Neo I hit Miami and spent us some C-notes Then went out to Denver and bought out the weed store Came into Cali just straight from my video f*ck rapping the plug, I don't speak in that lingo The devil be plotting but I'm plotting bigger I don't need advice, I just need compositions My goal is to hang full of cash drippin' tissues Free niggas, sneak dissin', f*ck talking illegal Life gettin' bigger, the picture get different These bitches be wishing that they could come visit But I'm getting busy (Getting so busy) Say that she miss me Bitch, you don't miss me Bitch, I get fed up You want me broke, better get on my level My jeans are not creased I'm ripping that skeleton [?] [?] I tell 'em I'm comin' from Memphis, that what I'll tell you Smoking these herbs, I need to go back to my show Can't see nobody, I'm rapping my tempo Don't bother me bitch, cause I'm f*cking mental I don't take xans, f*ck a bitch, don't remember Wake up the next week, now she gone out my mental Say that she bricked cause my lyrics are liquor I water the beat then I take the bitch swimming f*ck a damn card cause I'm spending no limit My boys get away cause my sound is so simple Gave her the dick and my money like Meek and your shit is like bitches Trench coat with witches, nothing but just bitches Dawg, send me your shit, I can't ever f*ck wit it Nigga let's get it Walking around, bitch I'm Diddy Beating the floor like I'm out in the kitchen But I'm just fiendin', I'm a great white Nigga, you food, some 'bout it, 'bout it, chasing the Bentley I'm Tom chasin' Jerry around in your kitchen Bitch, [?] Really just full of these niggas that think that they winnin' Causing an earthquakes I'm jumping like buildings Sparking the issue, comin' to get you [?] It's a f*cking dismissal Tell your people come get you [?] Try to keep this shit as civil Niggas ain't really gon' feel you Bitch, I get money Don't hang out with [?] Don't f*ck with no niggas And don't f*ck with trouble But trouble be comin' I keep this shit hunnid [?] Y'all know why they hatin' But can't keep shit from it [?] And bitch, I be gone
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