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Soon as I walk in, just like a middle finger and a thumb you know imma snap

Nothing but hustlers run in my circle and fuck nigga you can't walk in this trap

Niggas be thinking since I went to college that I must be pussy no cap in my rap

Imma post with some niggas from the foes after I past the test I know how to adapt

Give me a reason

Man I be clutching in traffic, finger itching pulling the trigger

He say he want smoke so we wrap him up and watch him burn fast like a swisher

Ain't no sugar coating this sweet potato put it on the barrel and I might let it kiss you

Better find you something safe to do

Real safe, kid scissors

I used to let a lil hater stay on my page so they still see a young nigga winning

But now I know how the evil eye work

So you gotta stay out my mufucking business

Think imma go back and forth with you bitch ass niggas. Hell nah we ain't playing tennis

Trying to ride the wave I pull up with the rod and you can get found by some niggas who fishing

Hating on me man I can't relate I don't know what that jealous shit feel like

And I don't trip about no likes and loves on the book your hoe love me in real life

Riding round the city and I'm smoking exotic. You still smell this shit when it's sealed tight

He banging blood but that nigga ain't tapped in so you know he ain't real right

He on her bad but she on Culture Key so he ain't seen her in a while

But now I realize that she annoying, so I tell her y'all need to work that shit out

He on your body but I'm on your mind. Your man get ignored while you blow up my line

He pay all your bills but you wanna be mine. Better stay with that man I ain't spending a dime

DJ spin me free everytime. You gone have to slap a nigga five

I must be the realest bitch alive. These other bitches I don't recognize

Put more in than you get out it could never be me. Won't catch me trapping backwards

What you thought trying to sell me bubba. I'm an artist, you know I need rapper

All my failures turn into lessons, I'm way too blessed to ever take a loss

Hate working another nigga job cause I'm the one who posed to be the boss

Make a nigga mad every post but that's too bad cause I ain't even up yet

She say Culture you antisocial, nah baby I don't fuck with them niggas you fuck with

Can't rock with me, they gone say that I'm stuck up

Now my money talking loud, Chris Tucker

Mentor told me shut the fuck up

Tell your business you gone fuck your luck up

Damn, all I do is tell my boo

Ain't that what girlfriends posed to do

But come to think about it that might be true

Cause everything I tell her don't fall through

Keep my mouth closed now I'm having motion. Gold on my teeth and my necklace

You reach for it and I swear you'll get hit man. Scratch that boy off a checklist

Watch a opp bitch fuck around and crash out cause she wanna act reckless

Started moving like I had a purpose, now I done lost count of my blessings

And I ain't tripping I been sipping Remy

And drinking water so I don't hurt my kidneys

Sliding bumping my shit through the city

Windows on the car illegal tinted

I know when I blow up that they gone envy

That's why when I'm outside I keep it with me

Whack a nigga never spare the witness

Now why you lied and told them I was friendly? Bitch