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(Antt did the track) Yeah, All facts lil' n***a, huh What up, Antt? Let a b*t*h run my life is where you lost me Me bein' a broke ass n***a? Don't insult me, huh Just left Golden Sun, and I got sparkly Reggie baby spendin' dog sh*t, and Hutch like Starsky Ran off wit' that firework, so I sparked 'em Bullsh*t ass weed, that sh*t look just like Parsley I'm a star with bucks, but I never made coffee Keep a stick in my hand, but never went golfin', huh Trust me, watch the n***as that you knew the longest Now I'm on, all I really had to do was focus It's two hundred on the dash, I used to do the focus I'm a general, because I'm movin' soldiеrs I made three-fifty in a week, like some Yeezy snеaks You gotta report to your boss, how can we compete? I just made a vegetarian come eat my meat I was f**ked up, I used to just f**kin' eat and sleep, huh Layin' in bed, just countin' sheep Fast forward to now, I'm paranoid, I can't go to bed Told myself "f**k countin' sheep, let me count this bread" Told yo' wife "I don't wanna f**k, let me get the head" Net worth say it's fifty k on the net How the f**k is that? It's fifty k on my neck I ain't playin chess, but I'm playin wit' a check Disrespect my son, get yo' brains on yo' lap Now it's twenty on yo' head, I put that on the set You ain't boutta hurt my d**k, b*t*h, get that pu**y wet Let me f**k, or you gon get cut off, b*t*h, that's just that Yeah b*t*h, that's a promise, that is not a threat My old heads used to be motherf**kin' gator'd up Now it's all Dior, I can't make this up f**k the small talk, let me pay to f**k f**k friends, 'cause they all gon' turn into haters, huh
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