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Aye these first couple lines go out to these lame ass dudes

Who claim they on your side, but only when you winning

For real

These people never seen the views that I seen from the top it's amazing

They ain't never left they own city how can I expect them to see the goals that I'm chasing

I got money coming in, it's not much, but it's foreign so I'm still translating

Got shorties running up tryna touch and get scorin on me to feel new sensations

I been vicious, malicious, moving with precision

I seen who you are and you need some revisions

You gave it all you got and it wasn't sufficient

One signal, my boys have you gone in an instant

Incisions that's causing them sinister scars

Cause you done got lost when you followed your heart

The real and the fake you can't tell them apart

But that's on you playing both sides since you started-

Coming round the block-vibe- is nice

Tryna figure if imma slide- tonight

Said I was free but I got a new price

Cause to get a monopoly you gotta roll dice

I would say she got a kick but she the whole spice

And I ain't text her back so the shawty wrote twice

Got me on FaceTime, she the throat slice

Girl, I'm just tryna see if the throat nice

You talk a big game, but I'm tired of the jawing

Prayin imma slip up but I never see me fallin

Y'all barely see my highs cause I rarely go record em

But I'm still livin life, deliver dick to yo chick outta boredom

Used to make mistakes, not no more I can't afford em

Had to cut some leeches off, nah I can't support em

Was bending over backwards, and I can't contort em

Not even a little, man, them niggas is horseshit

These people never seen the views that I seen from the top, it's amazing

They ain't never left they own city, how can I expect em to see the goals that I'm chasing

I got money coming in, it's not much but it's foreign so I'm still translating

Got shorties running up, tryna touch, and get scorin on me to feel new sensations

She claim she got patience girl who is you playin

Moaning and groaning when I turn on PlayStation

We just on the phone ain't no special occasion

How I'm under yo skin, or even an abrasion

That shit is crazy, you know I be on the game daily

And I still hear what went down at your job with your coworker Bailey

Shit, think I I need me some baileys

But when I sip on liquor you beg for babies

And when I be in it, I'm thinkin like maybe

But I got a job, there's some Call-ins like Jamie

So i'm back to my line and start playin it safely

They say my dawg trippin, cause he always packin

Then you must be clippin, cause you always actin

No hooping, your jaw be the only thing active

But you do move like Rondo, cause you be so passive

(Bitch)

These people never seen the views that I seen from the top, it's amazing

They ain't never left they own city, how can I expect em to see the goals that I'm chasing

I got money coming in, it's not much but it's foreign so I'm still translating

Got shorties running up, tryna touch, and get scorin on me to feel new sensations