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Yeah, ayy, okay
You think you're prepared? You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
Stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

[Post-Chorus]
I just had got back to the city, I'm good
She tryna link up and I think that we should
Don't nobody else do this shit how I do it
There's money to make and I'm tryna get to it
A legend already, I don't gotta prove it
I want the new Bentley, I don't want the Buick
I jump on the beat and get very abusive
Ball on these niggas like Gary, no Busey

Most of these rappers is not who they say they is
I just do not know why y'all even play they shit
Soon as y'all get information you say the shit
All of my secrets? I go to the grave with it
Make your own bed then after you lay in it
Money it come and go, people that came and went
You gave the game away, didn't even pay for it
That be the lamest shit, ain't that the lamest shit?
I could care less 'bout no clout or no famous shit
I'ma get money and keep entertaining shit
Bitches you f*ckin', the niggas you hangin' with
Them be the best indicators of who you is
I am not new to this, truly I'm true to this
I spray at anyone, I don't care who you is
Swear I'm the realest that's currently doing this
Who else you know that influence influencers?

Yeah, ayy, okay
You think you're prepared? You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
I stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

So many things that dropped this year
I'm finna f*ck up the block this year
It really ain't much I got to fear
They had me before but not this year
I'm on a whole different vibe
There's no way of blowing my high so don't even try
Most of these niggas be lying
Don't even be going outside, so really it's quiet
Yeah, I said it, I meant it and I'm sticking by it
You said there's money to get at
I'm asking you why do you preach to the choir?
Hit the hotel and checked into the president suite
Now I need a Melania
My flow on water like Anya
Frozen like Ana, niggas ain't hot enough
Sheesh, might even put on a fleece
I don't clock in to a job, I just be managing beats
All I can do is go hard, I don't know how to go weak
Young nigga paid the cost to turn to a boss
I got the receipts

Yeah, ayy, okay
You think you're prepared? You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
Stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

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