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I'm in the club writing on my phone

Shots off the top but it ain't a drone

Pulled up solo but I ain't alone

Won't move for nothing less than a O

Had your bitch and let her go

But I set the tone

Now it's hard for her to go back to the shit she know

I just met a grower bout to get it flown

I just re-up I could've bought a home

Booked another show again

Now I'm on the road again

I'm away from home again

She sending nudes to the phone again

Niggas ain't slime

They Nickelodeon

Niggas wanna step but never elevate

Niggas waiting in the wing

Niggas featherweight

Undisputed heavyweight

Take the food scrape the plate

Before I ever wait

Hit the strains and meditate

I use to sell Mary Kate

RIP Bob Saget

Whole nation in rhythm like Janet

Executed before I planned it

Not just the best in the city the whole planet

The whole world Craig

A real thoroughbred

Prince in purple thread

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