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Born into a script

I said my lines too quick

And this shit done and now I'm here

The play behind is all I hear

Put your seatbelts on

Cause this shit's moving fast

And I don't got no break to turn it off

The walls are torn, the castle's all the stands

Upon the salt that built it up on the hill that it all lands

My life, my beauty, my shift and my duty

The urge to write a piece, one in a lifetime

What you doing

The snitches end up chewing

The bitches got their head up in the knees

Thinking out not what they see

I got them racks out of town, let's see

I got them fans in the line for the piece

I got them hoes, I got them both

You wanna dance, no matter the tone

I got them misses all hiding they phone

I got them choosing so many or the hoes

I got them paint, ain't fucking a picture

Me in the Carti luh zone

Boko not better, you fucking with him?

Boko not better, fuck bitches be fans

BK come fast, you OD on xans

So fuck up your picture, I'm fucking your friends

Mistress or not, you cheating on both

Giving me head but not giving your hand

Cause you a wifey and you got a man?

If I was sum different, what be the chance?

Haleyube, make a whole lot of bands

21 Savage from here to Japan

Worldwide bitches a regular man

Shipping exotic, I sleep with a tec

Yeah, I got them foes packed

Buying for women went broke, fast

Niggas on top till I'm in the question

All this money, I'm feeling like cashing

In this room full of hoes

Random bitches that I know

How do I fuck it all up?

How do I fuck it all up?

How do I go and fuck up my life

How do I go and fuck it up twice

I got my dad that passed

Didn't visit him once, I thought he'd be back

Fuck both niggas, say me and regret

Shipping my pain from drinking to meth

This my level, so you ain't a threat

This my level, bitch, who is your ref?

Seeking attention to me that you turned

On bitches I did and fucked up on some

Hit me like cooler, hit me like fade

Pump up the pen till it blink out my name

Sing me my prayers, till I go insane

Cash in my trophies and sing out my fame

Dollar, cash, sign yen, fuck up a fade

Boko season approaching, minutes away

Man, oh God

What you be doing with this hoe

Slow down before you lose control