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(Verse 1) Started with pharmaceuticals Over girls like somersaults Hot bitches that are cold I guess thats the summers fault Switchin lanes Switchin flows Never stick to it Got the blueprints for the night Gotta add a brick to it Look at all my skills and you tell me I ain't leveled up Find the beats in trash cans Checked if they are dead enough Yeah I am a naughty dog Don't speak to the last of us Always in the building, I just snuck in through the aqua ducts Give her that giggity Splickity Quickity Face full of little me's Dont belittle me Riddle me Who's the illest geez The buzz is faster than you running for your charger When your phones on 5 percent You plug it in with such relief Heroin in your heroine Crack rocks in the jack pot Fire spitta nigga, you just smaller than matchbox Everyday is payday In a Pei Wei screaming mayday Only selling records, don't fuck wit me like I'm Day Day (Hook) And its all for the asses All for the glasses All for the access Yes All for the women and All for the digits And all for the business Yes And it's all for the boast and And it's all for the hoes And it's all for the gross Yes And it's all for the niggas And all for the bitches That told me to never do it I told you motha fuckas it's Yes (Verse 2) Bad bitches and good game These girls claim I always been a player, man thats insane Lately I'm rapping the same shit Smoking the same shit She taking the same dick For my benefit It's all for the hell of it I am godly, the heaven sent The kinda flow that'd probably assassinate presidents Im tryna stay relevant But these niggas want trends This no new friends Motto that wants to end I met good people Some hood people That'll shoot people But we all equal Cause even though I'm livin here I wanna leave the streets Same nigga that'll fuck a bitch while her boy sleeps Doesn't it suck Used to be pleasant Being nice turns you to peasant I got tired of no presents Once you fuck you're fucked You want it back Got like five booty calls I tell em to bring it back They know how to handle Tac (Hook) And its all for the asses All for the glasses All for the access Yes All for the women and All for the digits And all for the business Yes And it's all for the boast and And it's all for the hoes And it's all for the gross Yes And it's all for the niggas And all for the bitches That told me to never do it I told you motha fuckas it's Yes (Verse 3) Now I'm doing shows Wanna be doing me Now I'm not a tool Wanna be screwing me Mastered my craft man Now I'm black and deckered Woody woodpeckers On my pecker Yea I fucking wreck em I dont text em Not used to pms'ing Girls used to pms'ing And stressing over my dressin Don't be sad lad Let us do us I got my crew on Get used to us Public housing With spouses but only for a minute I'm the second man But I still hit it More than the husband I'm coming Thats what the text said Hop out the bed After 6 minutes of head Goddamn The hexagon The ex is gone The sex is strong Stronger, when you add a bong Longer, when she wears a thong Broader, with her ass is on Id let you, like the class is on Hard to settle in a life of lows and blows They say that if you love it Then you gotta let it go Well here's my life for sell