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Verse 1 Rollin up a list that always seems to get me pissed Cause half of these bums on it never really say shit Part of me frustrated that I ain't a part of it And the other part, don't know why they compare me to it Listen Up, I ain't your average Cracker Tryna rap just to rhyme words It's like the fattest ass walking by a pastor I'm tryna make your mind curve Yea you fly but you ain't got a direction, you a blind bird I ain't Eminem, Marshall or Shady Mac, Asher, Machine Gun Kelly, Chris Webby or Yelawolf Take another look No offense But im tryna write my own book Fuck a Melody, I got them Ali Hooks Heir to the Throne, Fresh Prince of Brooklyn Even bout to make Blue Ivy start cooking Dolla$ Boi, you know the flow's not cheap My name bout to hold weight like Monique Graduated from the Bottom, now I'm on a Boca Beach But My pockets got so much room to fill I call em Porn Freaks Born Weak, But I'm coming on strong Middle Finger Up if you playing this song like Hook Fuck Yo Comparisons (x3) You can't hear me Turn up the Volume Then Fuck Yo Comparisons (x3) Middle Finger in the Air, Let the Wave Begin, I Said Verse 2 So I look like Em? Sound Like Hov? Flow Like Cole? That's It I'm bout to grab my machete And go tommy vercetti Till all ya resemble confetti Or ya face down in a levi Everybody's got a Blog, Nobody got a face Everybody is Different, but ya share the same taste But ya all cut throat, wouldn't share the same plate So it's fuck ya burgers when I say my grace, Amen I'm done playing games with you Cubes Day of Reckoning, Mine is coming very very soon I made it in the Jungle like Mowgli and Baloo But I'm still dealing with rats like Colette Tatuo I'm the best bitch, that's what the rhyme says Fuck the rest bitch, that's what the rhyme says Fair warning this whole track will Sting Ya You playing it now then lift up your middle finger Hook Fuck Yo Comparisons (x3) You can't hear me Turn up the Volume Then Fuck Yo Comparisons (x3) Middle Finger in the Air, Let the Wave Begin, I Said Verse 3 I'm on the brink, what you think I can't do? I'm make small things go big like Blink 182 Used to be MC Kennedy, Breaking down yo extremities With the illest mothafucking remedy, but now it's Hotter than Kate Upton cooking in yo Kitchen Bastard play yo position and give me recognition I eat everybody period but, No Chin of Crimsion Urban Dictionary flow, Now watch all of ya go, there Man I ain't even on ya planet, on ya level I rap you tremble, I spit crack rocks without the bezel Aye who knows what I'll do next Like a chokeslam from Undertaker boi I'm aiming at they necks If they tryna contest that shit that comes from Inside of My Chest Yea, this maybe one of my best ever I'm real at being real, ya real at being pretenders The flow is sicker than ever, Shining harder than Goldmember Killing the Beat, Screaming FUCK FRAT RAP STILL!!! We call that getting dismembered You bitches failed the test on being remembered And now I'm in control of the game, Won't lose that I got the lane, Won't fuse that With anybody, Faster than a Bugatti You beating me is like a Blood driving a Blue Maseratti I'm on fire, I can't stop I got a super hero will, the White Hancock You got the key, then I got 10 locks By the time you picked one We already killed ya squad for fun boi Possibly people seeing me clearer I guess its all expected cause my only competition is the mirror I'm chasing cash, making hits boy, Surf Club Like Eminem and Wayne, Boy I'm showing No Love This is a relapse off of my previous failure Overdosing on something that does not include Drug paraphernalia I roll succes up in a check in the form of a blunt And watch the money come smoking out of the front yea You see I'm fully committed, Fully focused Fully did it to be something that they always notice Fully spit it to be something they can never cope with I'm in love with the game, never romantically hopeless Unh You claim to be at the top, I never seen ya Your name speaks money, I'll be happy to meet ya But if not, Get out the spot and stop making it hot Dolla$ will never give Half like 9 shots, I'm on top
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