Crimes, gangsters, niggas and bitches
I'm back on my "A" game is you gettin the picture
What up
And last album they don't like me to tell this
They undershipped my record they ain't spect me to sell shit
Shut up
That's what they tellin me
Switch up your melody
You hot but you don't pop your recordll be sellin three
F**k off
I ain't no damn puppet
I'm a do what I wanna do just as long as my fans love it
And if that can't cut it
F**k it
Drop me, watch me
Blow up on another label I'm cocky
Hey
You better realize pa
I'm a real live star
Ask your kids if they feel my bars
They'll tell you
Hell yea
Ask him is he just runnin his mouth or
Is really the one to look out for
He'll tell you
Hell yea
Yea he's the one to look out for
He's not just runnin his mouth ya'll
He'll tell you

No way
Nuh uh
I've been hotter than you do
To me this shit is easier than tyin my two shoes
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You young cats sound old and retired
Like your flows on a diet
You ain't feeding the people right
Yep
It's like food when I rap
They get full when I rap
Like slick rick said the ruler is back


8 am open my eyes
Yea kick my bitch tell her open the blinds and I'm
Over the scope at 9
Yea
I'm cooking breakfast for the blocks and I let her cook mine
Yea
Quick line in the bathroom before we bounce
Not me I mean her she go a day a ounce damn
Ya'll pray for her
While I'm at the bus station in the bentley sittin low as I wait for ya
I'm gettin dough I'm a baker
Boy I will take ya
For the right paper
Boy I will take her
Take her
Tape her
Waist up
Send her to the money she be back before I wake up
Ha get your cake up
Ya'll niggas lamed up
Should probly get your game up when I'm giving this dame up
My name wayne what
Hot boy flame up
You niggas tryin to change up when I'm getting my change up

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