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All these haters sayin’ I won’t make it

I ain’t tryna make it

Bitch I’m finna take it

I can never fake it

Cookin' bars I can bake

Boutta wake up

I can wake and bake

3.5 blunt to the face

I finna win the race

You can’t touch my pace

Shoes got no lace

Lockin’ up like Nike Mag

Gotta go and get the bag

Movin’ up I never lag

This ain’t a server bitch

But I’ma serve your bitch

Haters takin’ shots like Jane and Finch

My flow brazy you can feel the pinch

I’m so close now

Clenchin’ on by the end

Never been into the pen

But when it comes to the bars

I take the pen to the paper

Cause i’m chasin’ for the paper

And I can’t do it later

Gotta be a leader

Progression with my flow

Gotta make it cleaner

Do the dash in a beemer

Jumpin’ up against the competition

Call me Cesar

Y’all a boutta catch a body

This shit get no easier

Tryna ride the beat like i’m Pierre

Dressin to the 9’s

Like this shit fuckin’ rare

I cannot be on my own

I gotta do it with the crew

Always feelin’ smooth up in booth the yeah

Fuckin’ this shit up

And we movin’ like wasup

Yeah I do it till I’m out

And I do it for the mothafuckin clout

Yeah we movin’ your shit out

I ain’t got no place for trout

Yeah I’m rollin’ up the loud

We can see the count

Bless it up yeah

Bless it

Bless it

Bless it

Bless it

Bless it up

Lets get turnt

Yeah lets throw it up

Yeah we movin’ up

East coast boutta get the works

To the sound of my voice

Yeah your girl wanna twerk

Yeah let her work, ou

Bitches yellin’ ou

Like we bumpin’ Yung M.A

Get the fuck

Out my way

This is my day

My day, my day

I cannot be on my own

I gotta do it with the crew

Always feelin’ smooth up in the booth yeah

Fuckin’ this shit up

And we movin’ like wasup

Yeah I do it till I’m out

And I do it for the mothafuckin clout

Yeah I do it for the clout

All you bitches do is doubt

And I’m big up in the South

I ain’t fuckin’ with no route

I do the dash in and out

When I’m here these bitches pout

Wishin’ they came out yeah

I’m service to the North yeah

I’m feelin’ that shit

And I do it with no doubt

Pullin’ up to Mod club

Turn it to a clinic

Everybody movin’ in it

We can’t do without it

And I’m up and in it

Man to this beat

I’m an addict

And I’m killin’ at it

I cannot be on my own

I gotta do it with the crew

Always feelin’ smooth up in the booth yeah

Fuckin’ this shit up

And we movin’ like wasup

Yeah I do it till I’m out

And I do it for the mothafuckin clout

I ain’t got no limit

I gotta keep it double digit

This shit helpful like a widget

Had to sing to fuckin’ bridge it

Pushin’ up strong

I’ma do this long

Gotta hit the bong

My flow hit you like a gong

This shit

What a

Fuckin’ song

Blowin’ up on media

Fuckin’ with the idea

I’m to busy makin heat

Bitch, I can’t see ya

I do it for the stunt

And I ain’t finna be a cunt

We don’t hit it light like a punt

We thump it hard for a blunt

All these bitches do is front

But they want it from the back

Yeah I gotta sack

Full of stacks

Poppin’ open loud packs

Take it to the face

Haters savin’ face

This flow is my taste yeah

I spit it out for days yeah

Better open up a case

Boutta take a mace

To these rapper’s face yeah

I’m feelin’ unstoppable

Can’t do the probable

Never know like Super Bowl

Stackin’ up on Aderrall

Focused on the vision ah

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