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Ain't no nigga bury me,

I came on my own, you ain't carry me

You wont see me helping the charity

Ain't speaking rhetorically

Boy I got years, seniority

Most of you niggas be boring me

Say what you said if you bout that

Came back on 10 & they like that

He in love with the kidd, don't fight that

I'm all about winning, you see me , I betchu I'm grinning

I told em I ain't gone get it in, don't need no nigga I been independent

Stay outta my business, big body get bigger off fitness

I'm cuffed but ain't serving a sentence

Man I ain't gotta prove shit to em

To be honest, I don't wanna mean shit to em

He a deuce, ion have 2 cents for em

God said "KT you ain't meant for em"

Throw up the gang

Niggas nowadays ain't matching my range

Niggas talk big but ain't got no aim

Leave hoes smoked cause I got that flame

See me on the court, step back then i hit the swish

Real talk, drop a beat and i'll make it flip

Ion baby sit

I take shots and score

If you get the kidd

You get a freak and more

Don't let me start raging

Stop playn, my body the meal that this nigga been craving

Locked in my safe, he said he wanna come in it, i told em I ain't a safe haven

What's the location

So I can smack em like Rollie, can't copy the niggas I'm making

I cooked up this shit with no apron

Record it, ain't talking bout taping

Fine ass,

But I might ask

Can you stop with the games cause I might spazz

I ain't giving no attention to my last last

He a clown but you know I get the last laugh

Yea you talk much, boy you need a podcast

This D need a hand cause it's quite vast

My past leave a nigga with a sad mask

Too ill , told them niggas get a face mask

Any nigga get to talking, we can pipe that

Said he want smoke , where the blunt, lemme light that

Big boy gone eat any beat, ima fight back

What's the word on the street, lemme see if you can cite that

Two times, came back two times

Ion chase no man cause my ass too fine

Don't mind them hoes, ain't none of them mine

Cant none of them find how I spit my rhymes

Cant none of them say Ima hoe, they lyin'

Ion see no comp and I am not blind

Ion fear no bitch, real shit , my sign

Body like crack , let em do one line

Bitch i be styling

Man free wildin'

Got good knees like the goddamn stallion

Ion get down with the shit you allowing

Boy you a simp from the way that it's sounding

Man you ain't pimping, leave a dumb hoe out limping

Ain't fly so how you stay trippin

Left hand itching, bands what I want, I'm flipping

Ion do well with a snitch or the snitching

Ball with my dude, on the court, no pivot

When you drop, ain't a sound, then hoes like crickets

Wrist on ice and my neck still the chilliest

Drop me a beat, don't run when I kill this