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Yeah, ay
Talk about it, like we 'sociated ('sociated)
Been a minute since I knew you hated (Since I knew you hated)
I've been a little bit more wiser, ay
I'm blowing up like a damn geyser
Everybody know that I rise up (Rise up)
West to East like I'm Cleopatra ('patra)
Not a slave to no master (Yee)
Preaching my hits like a pastor
The drip clean
I don't go nowhere without, Denim
Might name my kid, Jean, no Billie
The possibilities of hitting a level that none can obtain
Is too high at the moment (Too high)
People asking me how I've been going (Listen)
Cannot fix what isn't broken
So just let me be, let me be me
If you want me now, I am not around
Just calm it down and just Leave A Message
Stomp y'all that be pressin'
Just livin' my life is a blessin'
Like a turnt ass adolescent
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Yeah, ay
People go wild, when I tell em I'm an artist
They listen with a coat on coz I'm colder than the arctic
I'm underground, so never ever look down on me
An uppercut from down here would be crazy
Everybody got they own little 2 cents
I take it anyway, coz 2 cent might be the difference between
Triple 9K and a
Bank with a milly, bank with a milly
Come on now man don't be silly
You know that a milly's a million (Million)
So why do I need to articulate
If you want me now, I am not around
Just calm it down and just Leave A Message
Stomp y'all that be pressin'
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Like a turnt ass adolescent
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Yeah, yeah, ay
I don't do it for the C-L-O-U-T (Clout)
I do it as a form of therapy
Its more than just the cash and popularity
On the real though who does
Anything for free these days
Talk about the gauge
Putting in the gain
Nothing to explain
Putting in the paint
Switching up the lanes
Moving freely like a damn sage, yeah
When I was a toddler, loved Jackie Chan though (Still do)
Got my own motivation, got my own innovation
Talk about a king, well you're listening to him (Mm)
Master on the DAW Gee, master on each bar see
Talk about a different sent of circumstances
I was in my room doing different dances
Now I'm in the room just spitting bars
One day I'll be recognized as a star, ey
(Star, Star, Whoo)
(Star, Star, Whoo)
(Yeah)
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