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Vertigo
My bible is treal tv
Better play your cards right when you deal with me
Believe that, I relapsed, now eat that and relaxed
I Did, why did the chicken cross the road?
Cause the hams was over there and he was looking for the hoes
Bout to be a barbeque, Im cooking for the bros
We all bout to eat, we all bout to eat
She fall to her feet when I step on the stage
I cause a racket like Im young on the plane
Dont fuck around with em, theyll fuck For round me
Ill lock like they 50, boy, thats county
Im dog like bounty so the hoes try to hound me
Focus on my accountant, I mount when Im climbing, bitch
You better know what time it is, mind on astronomers
You like hippopotamus, Wanes world excellent
Theyre just so moderate, forgot to tell my boss Im sick, its cool
I call my own phone and said dont even trip
This Im living miss super fucking limitless
More sparks than a Chemist kiss, coming out These venomous
Lips, I be killing shit so dont Be think i be dealing it
Sukka youre not relevant, Ill crush you for the hell of it
Go dumb but Im intelligent, never been sloppy but they All wanna copy us
Game smooth, thats the Porches
Fake friends get divorces
An my circle enforce this
My home is so gorgeous
Dont fuck with my fortress
That is so important
Ill treat you like foreskin
and cut you off, straight cut you off
Yipee yee, yipee yipee doo da
You play with me, i Will lead you to ball
I stay down, fat kids, seasaw
You a clown, man, you never evolve
I get money out her Clam And her jaw
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Im from the bay, thats the way we was taught
I eat rappers like im bathed in salt
And Im more than your baby father
The night you made your baby daughter and I was brought up
Started my own shit, entrepreneur, Motherfucker i own shit
Come through marchin hotter than an arson Call reder than abortion
These rappers all stores, I bet it you Could work For them
My pedals on the door, flipping bomb by myself
So they pay me to divorce it, Im hanging like an apple
An apple in an orchard, you rappers need to forfeit
Cause I dont even like rap and Im sleepy, yall
Like a night cap and in a while I was rocking at the highland
Spend my days getting paid, you spend yours on the timeline
And when it come to business, i Can mind mine, I can handle that
Lung Cancer flow were the Camel at
Lay low if you cant stand the facts, Im on the move like fanny packs
Life aint fair, I learned it too quick, I popped out the pussy on some fuck You Shit
You talk too hard but you do too limp
I dont talk much... smooth pimp
Garlic scampi, put salsa on my shrimp, used to shop at Ross now im bossed up bitch, ever body got opinions when they out lookin in
I pay him No Minds sip a fountain of gin
Ounces of loud, got her legs to the clouds
A table and a bottle, got a basic motherfucker Thinkin they got power, everybody sell weed To everybody got hoes
I got gangs for sale, won a bitch, made it gold
I dont kid me, I want a wife like in the code
Take me to Fiji, shop at Waikiki, my girls got teebee
Killing yall rappers, your PRs you need more style, you need a Drake feature
Keep friends close, stay away from the leaches
My left eye on you, had a thing for Lisa back when I was a kid
Now Im trying to bid, now Im buying a crib, just tryina live
It breaks my heart when they talking bout the old me like they know me
If I was the old me, I would OD, got lost in these cold streets
Now Im at the Supper Club, playhouse and Graystone
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