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No Ceilings 3

I'm on your block with money on top
Black Lives Matter, what's up with these cops?
I'm spittin' this fire, I do not expire
Just pass me the lighter and we not gon' stop
They callin' me Freddy, you know I'm the Kreuger
Teachin' these classes like I am a tutor
Got too much girls, I'm callin' them hooters
Kobe, number eight
Most of these girls, they switch with the fame
If he just want money then get out my lane (Ching, ching)
These vibes are so crazy, I'm goin' insane
I pull up to school, you know I ain't late
They call me "Lil' psychic", got medium fade
I see that you're nervous, I see it in your face
They call me "Almight", you cannot escape
You cannot escape, you cannot escape (Nope)
Just got a new 'Rari and bought a new Lambo (Skrrt)
I'm watchin' a movie but it is not Rambo
Killin' this beat, I know you a fan, bro
I know you a fan, bro
I'm not Chinese but pull up with chop-sticks
I'm like La Flame, I'm bringing the mosh pits
I am the villain, no reason to stop this
No reason to stop this
I don't want 'rona but pull up with soap (Corona)
I am so great that they call me the G.O.A.T
I pray to God that I get a blessing
I am young grinder, no need for resting
My name is Dwayne, put respect on that
Gettin' this money, I stack up racks (Racks)
These rappers in my lane, I spit facts
Your breath stink, need some Tic Tacs (Tic Tac)

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