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Don't give a f**k... Yeah, look, it's Dirty, yeah... Do I sound c*cky when I say that I’m a f**king genius? They’d rather hear me say that I ain’t sh*t, how convenient Like I ain’t change ya life at least once Puttin’ out the most projects in the least months, these c**ts, uh Word play need a chaperone, from the playground to the battle zone They labelled me a vagabond, the one they preyed bad upon But God is with me The lyrics to this song belong hung in the Whitney I piеrce through ya soul, no spears, no Brittany Toxic type lovе like Bobby and Whitney Brown in my cup I see a lot of nines and I’m roundin’ them up Ten toes down, never down in the dumps She gets butterflies when I pound in her guts I smoke the beat heavy like there’s pounds my lungs I’m trippy like I stashed acid tabs in my tongue Yeah, the damage is done, I’m the passion at one Like Jesus Christ my homie I can’t stop four a second like the hands on a Rollie I’m a ticking time bomb, you gon’ have to destroy me Tick tock, tick tock, this ice got my wrist locked When the demons wanna rumble, gotta have your fists up Back and forth attackin’, my brother asked what happened I’ve been feeling kinda lost but never lost my passion Imma make the movement live forever, you could say it’s my endeavor Steezy told me sució don’t ever let these putos get up, get up, get up I’ve been on this road so long Tryna find my out, tryna find my out, tryna find my out, tryna find my out You know I got you Dirty… Yeah, commercial rappers cause they gone in like a minute thirty Watch how they misinterpret, all 2020 Making all you b*t*hes nervous, they do you dirty Then they cry at your service, I’m with Dirty getting high as the service We underground, we behind all the curtains Thinking ‘bout Steezy, start to cry and say my eyes is allergic If only he could see my strides as a person, Or everybody strides Especially 'way he kind of embodies you I know you aren’t here to tell em’ but we proud of you Boys turn to men and some turn to cowards And they pray but their energy is still inside my body, boy I’m shatterproof The truth the truth, can’t be mad at who gon’ say it to ya Cuss’ at the people round ya, wouldn’t even say it to ya Yes men, the skies his best friends with they own self-interests How we s'pose to be in business, man, when we don’t know the business plan? We just told to be happy somebody interested I ain’t a villain, but a nemesis It just depends on whose story that you invested in The underdog is always downplayed til’ they start winning sh*t And then its luck until they win again And then its bro, we seen the vision Nobody else was listening, we know your full of sh*t… I know I’ve been on this road for too long Just tryna find my out, Just tryna find my way out I’ve been on this road so long Tryna find my out, tryna find my out, tryna find my out, tryna find my out out
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