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1.
Break 03:19
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Verse One I’m sliding through this hoe Like I’m on ice skates I’ma get my way Or I’ma get irate Just give me facts No need for the extra tirades I’m smoking in the backseat on the fifteen This the high way I kick my feet up I’m laced But I don’t do no strings The whole onion Not just one ring I’m Warren G I want it all Not just one thing Got something hard in my pants Bout to bust my jeans It’s not my cock It’s this block of cheese She from overseas But we both speak Guapanese Look I’m the business But the business don’t stop with me This shit is bigger than the both of us Just watch and see Bridge Yea baby you look good When you shake it for me A lot of money in this world You can make it for me I got a question Before you start getting naked for me What I really wanna know Is you breaking for me? Chorus She big headed and big breaded Is you breaking for me? My hands out I been ready Is you breaking for me? She light skin but her chips heavy Is you breaking for me? I double that in a quick second Is you breaking for me? Verse Two I got a CNA Love to swallow my DNA We shot a porn to my music That need a VMA If they don’t see the way I show them And I teach the way She got double d’s But to pass she gon' need an A They on they soap box But it’s a bunch of coke talk Well Trizz pump that bass in your face Like Botox And I ain’t in no square's world This ain’t Roblox Everything I do is concrete No roadblocks I’m froze blooded And my hoes hot I keep cooking Like a stovetop I take you to the climax These other niggas a long story With no plot Shit I got lines Like the dope spot Bridge Yea baby you look good When you shake it for me A lot of money in this world You can make it for me I got a question Before you start getting naked for me What I really wanna know Is you breaking for me? Chorus She big headed and big breaded Is you breaking for me? My hands out I been ready Is you breaking for me? She light skin but her chips heavy Is you breaking for me? I double that in a quick second Is you breaking for me? Verse Three Look you really can’t tell me nothing I’m sorry baby I let you know who your daddy is I’m Maury baby My entourage going for gold I’m Ari baby The hottest Richardson on a track Since Shacari baby I don’t need a single bitch I need a group of you It’s impossible to spell beautiful Without two of you I nailed it Matter fact I’m in the cuticle I heat it up and break it down I’m the crucible Show me what you can do Something outside the usual If you ain't trying to make moves Then keep on moving through A lot of them be blowing big smoke Like the hookah do 6’4 I’m who you little bitches Gotta look up to Bridge Yea baby you look good When you shake it for me A lot of money in this world You can make it for me I got a question Before you start getting naked for me What I really wanna know Is you breaking for me? Chorus She big headed and big breaded Is you breaking for me? My hands out I been ready Is you breaking for me? She light skin but her chips heavy Is you breaking for me? I double that in a quick second Is you breaking for me?
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I'm Yo Guy 02:36
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Chorus Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy Verse One I’m just growing and learning Look baby I bring the heat You gonna love when it’s burning Imma get a hole in one I don’t settle for birdies I study everything I can I got a fetish for learning See my drive is outer space And you niggas is earthly I thank your bitch for giving head That hoe gobble like turkey I told her do it for the OnlyFans It’ll be worth it She must really care about you ‘Cause she getting nervous I’m a long term thinker Grand Marnier drinker And I could give A finger fucking thumb In your stinker This spit is natural lubricant Bitch I’m on some stupid shit And I got twelve inches on these fools I’m who the ruler is Bridge If I jump up off this building I fly I will not die I just take off and I’m one with the sky I will not lie If I say I'm bout to do it it’s done I do not try Look if the pay is right and you need me I’m yo guy Chorus Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy Verse Two I ain’t taking my time Little bitch I’m speeding through If you can’t keep up with me Then baby you don’t need to But keep your mouth open I’ll feed you Keep your attitude And I’ll see you And we could rock Like Motley Crew I don’t care how bad you is It’s not enough You gotta have heart and soul It’s all about your character You feel threatened I’m a black man in America I don’t know if I’m the biggest threat Or most threatened one Either way it goes I got this laser sharp focus I work it dirty baby I ain't really worried bout OSHA I think it’s tiny What you think that you doing the most of Look let me show you how to up your quota Bridge If I jump up off this building I fly I will not die I just take off and I’m one with the sky I will not lie If I say I'm bout to do it it’s done I do not try Look if the pay is right and you need me I’m yo guy Chorus Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy Baby get your money right And let’s talk I’m yo guy Imma run it up Until I run it off I’m yo guy
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Boomerang 03:00
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Verse One I don’t really care what you’re into Bitches I’m in motion We ain’t on the same boat Or even in the same ocean I’ll be Pacific you a Indian giver You ain’t taking nothing back That you just gave to a nigga It’s mine now little bitch We gonna run it up You know I love you But I’ll never be in love with you You say you stainless Well Imma rain and see if rust on you It’s really hard for me To put any of my trust in you And that ain’t got a lot to do with where I’m from It’s who I’m from Smart but when I go stupid hoe Oh I’m dumb I’m not Morpheus bitch How I know you the one I gotta see you kick shit off To know if you could punt Chorus She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back Whenever she on the bench I’m putting two in the game She toss that ass And it come right back She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back And she only break me off She ain’t take no break She toss that ass And it come right back Bring it back Back back back back back Verse Two Bitch I bet you got A Billion dollars worth of pussy Quit asking me for shit Hoe you know I ain’t a rookie I chewed a couple shrooms It’s amazing where they took me I could see the odds Like a bookie I could turn a whoopsie To a whoopee I don’t get a woody From what could be It’s gotta be an action Before my dick get to standing So quit it with your yapping Go and make me a sandwich Look money bout the only thing I save on this planet So in other words babe I’m fresh out of capes But I would never block your shine I got a house with no drapes As long as you could hold your own You'll have a home where it’s safe We could stand in one spot And be all over the place Chorus She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back Whenever she on the bench I’m putting two in the game She toss that ass And it come right back She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back And she only break me off She ain’t take no break She toss that ass And it come right back Bring it back Back back back back back Verse Three If we all working like we got something to prove Then we got nothing to lose I guess I got some exes You count ones that left the group And it’s been a couple stretches With no birds up in my coupe I hustle through and through I really don’t care for excuses I need solutions Too many blow smoke And I’m tired of their pollution So make sure you know that You wired for what you choosing Imma turn you on Fire you up And move you I must have fucked All the slut out her system Since me she got a degree And a corporate position And I’m really proud of my bitch cause listen It’s a reflection of how I handle my business Chorus She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back Whenever she on the bench I’m putting two in the game She toss that ass And it come right back She like a boomerang When she doing her thing Shawty toss that ass And it come right back And she only break me off She ain’t take no break She toss that ass And it come right back Bring it back Back back back back back
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Favorite 02:15
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Verse One My wave is far out But I take it even farther Instead of Cartiers I’m focused on copping Carters My enemies is older now And they’ve become fathers In a few short years I’ll be terrorizing they daughters It’s a slaughter And I’m only taking prime cuts If you can’t get your head straight I’ll get you lined up Your times up Shit it’s not hard to find you Sniff out that weak bullshit And sneak behind you Yea I’m a dog But I’m not bout to grind you Imma just do you like one of your parents And ground you A hounder I'm not a player I’m a founder It's plenty of fish I get the freshest flounders Bridge Baby I don’t take hits But I make a hit I don’t do broke hoes But I break a bitch If I see it and I want it Then I’m taking it If she got it She gonna give it That’s my favorite Chorus That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite Verse Two I don’t like no limits Na na na na I’m the master of the P I’m pimping them all I ain’t dealing with no tease No Lipton at all I’m getting everything I want Cause I give it my all And nigga I an’t really tripping On getting some draws I just send them on a mission And give them a cause If she holier than thou Imma give her to god She finding comfort In the staff and the rod It’s funny how I’m losing it But still winning These fuckers characters And not the main ones They the fill ins Even if I gotta knock some teeth I'll get you out your feelings You’ll feel my base Gliding across your face like a drill hit Bridge Baby I don’t take hits But I make a hit I don’t do broke hoes But I break a bitch If I see it and I want it Then I’m taking it If she got it She gonna give it That’s my favorite Chorus That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite That’s my favorite bitch That’s my favorite
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Get A Bag 03:14
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Bridge I understand what you saying But I ain’t into that You wanna bitch bout your feelings But it ain’t fixing that Look I ain’t keeping your woman Homie I give her back But one thing we gotta do first Get a bag Chorus Ain't nothing funny bout my money I'ma Get a bag Whether it’s raining or it’s sunny I'ma Get a bag Look baby if you really love me we gonna Get a bag We sitting pretty before it’s ugly we gonna Get a bag Verse One I do it big Like my clothes back in ‘04 She said she want a nigga with a maybe I’m fa sho though And if I want to give it She gonna take me like a photo Stop trying to lock me down little bitch Fuck the po po The way I govern touching em all Baby I’m Cuomo And any bitch that left Is full of aw shit’s and oh no’s The squeaky wheel the first to get greased That’s why I’m vocal I’m out to get sum with a u Bitch the total Give me reverence My bottom bitch gonna fill me with blessings Like she a reverend Whoever tripping I’m playing Martin Just get to stepping I’m crazy but I come out the ward Shooting like Stephan In souls I’m gelling I do the grooming I’m not a groom and I got them choosing I put the tool in That got them moving My conclusion For these checks I gotta do it Prostitution got her giving so much brain Now it made her stupid Bridge I understand what you saying But I ain’t into that You wanna bitch bout your feelings But it ain’t fixing that Look I ain’t keeping your woman Homie I give her back But one thing we gotta do first Get a bag Chorus Ain't nothing funny bout my money I'ma Get a bag Whether it’s raining or it’s sunny I'ma Get a bag Look baby if you really love me we gonna Get a bag We sitting pretty before it’s ugly we gonna Get a bag Verse Two I don’t wanna get better I wanna get badder I’m bout to make this cake Like the batter All my hoes swinging Like they batters They go yard with prime Greg Maddux Pitching at them I see some broke hoes Parading round like they madams I sit and take a shit on you bastards I can’t stand you You put a black eye on the game I’ll out jab you I bet you one swing'll Knock out about half of you I’m acting up baby And I’m one hell of an actor I'm what's picking the draft up I’m blowing fast And kicking up dust Fuck up your asthma She feeling me But she on E I ain't bout to gas her I watch her touch herself Until she fucking orgasm I never lose If I do then it’s only weight And it’s never really lost It just move to another place It look like I’m slimming down But I’ve been stuffing my face Ain’t nobody fucking with me These suckers is fluffers man Bridge I understand what you saying But I ain’t into that You wanna bitch bout your feelings But it ain’t fixing that Look I ain’t keeping your woman Homie I give her back But one thing we gotta do first Get a bag Chorus Ain't nothing funny bout my money I'ma Get a bag Whether it’s raining or it’s sunny I'ma Get a bag Look baby if you really love me we gonna Get a bag We sitting pretty before it’s ugly we gonna Get a bag
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Send 02:48
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Verse One I’m what’s busting It ain’t up for discussion And you’ll never do me dirty Hoe I’m fucking disgusting While you being in your feelings Imma be in your cousin Hell I might even R Kelly it And pee in your cousin Don’t catch no attitude with me Cause you wont like mine Ain’t gonna be no phoning a friend You out of lifelines Only really fucking with bitches If they don’t like guys Every day she say I’m a dick But she like mine On that yayo She swerving between the white lines You ain’t inside of my ride Unless you got drive I ball but you can’t see If you looking cockeyed Get that dick up out of your iris I’m your highness Little bitch said she just want a peak And I’m the highest You ain't gotta be in my wing To see I’m the flyest You a passenger I’m in the cockpit I pilot I don’t just wear the beat out Baby I style it Bridge I ain’t really got nothing to trip about She a wide receiver She be hitting routes We be hitting licks She keep it in her mouth When I get them in Imma send them out Chorus Send them out Send them out When I get them in Imma send them out Send them out Send them out Imma get them in Imma send them out Verse Two You could eat your heart out Kiss my ass Suck a fart out It’s all about where you ending up Fuck where you start out I set up shop And put the carts out Break a bitch and super send her Nigga I’m a fucking Walmart now I get it cracking motherfucker They just some cuttlefish You looking like trouble And I’m cool to get in trouble with Don’t be slow hoe Catch up if you can muster it Infect they mind I’m the puss in it ugly But my word play is beautiful Don't tell me what you have done Show me now what you could do I’m truthful I don’t really give a fuck about wooing you Put together two and two You know what it’s hitting for Swear to God it’s sexual If I ever hit a hoe But if it’s the mental though Imma have to blitz her bro Turn her to a centerfold I ain’t never lick her But I get her gone Bitch I make a hit Off of anything I get up on Bridge I ain’t really got nothing to trip about She a wide receiver She be hitting routes We be hitting licks She keep it in her mouth When I get them in Imma send them out Chorus Send them out Send them out When I get them in Imma send them out Send them out Send them out Imma get them in Imma send them out
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Left Right 02:55
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Verse One Bitch you so bad You suspended If you had any plans tonight Then I’m about to up end them Yea I know I’m a dick Now show me what you do with them And I know all about her brains Like I went to school with her Look I’m about to lose my mind I’m gonna act a fool in her She a down ass bitch And like Ja I Rule in her If you had her You wouldn't even know What to do with her But she be shitting on niggas She might need you as a litter I take hoes by the dozen Fucking sisters and cousins It ain’t incest for me I ain’t related to none of them These hoes trying to boof the dick They say it feel like a drug to them I sock it to them bitches Bet it feel like a plug to them I’m electric as fuck A whole power supply Plus why be stuck with one When I’m like thousands of guys I hit new positions on you I’ll surprise you sometimes You know how high a nigga be You should fly through sometimes Chorus Left right left right Make that ass switch bitch She in love with the coco She a Swiss Miss Left right left right That shit going crazy though And she put her soul in it I don’t like no lazy hoe Left right left right Make that ass switch bitch She in love with the coco She a Swiss Miss Left right left right That shit going crazy though And she put her soul in it I don’t like no lazy hoe Verse Two I bartered my way to a house From a paperclip And then I bet the house on me I’m on my Vegas shit It ain’t a risk so I take the risk I make the whip into a bang bus When I bang the bitch And slang the dick Im posted smoking I ain’t sweating I’m lemon teching Trizz got the kick with a punch He should’ve been in Tekein I can give you verses for life I should’ve been a reverend I don’t have to ball around hoes But I hit three like Stephen I don’t have to choose I get this and that And if I change my mind Then I send it back I know so many people full of cap That I’m selling hats They pawn they lies to me And I sell them back I’m charging them hella tax I’m lifted I’m hella jacked I throw my bone in that hoe face Like a Marowak She on the road getting beat Like Jack Kerouac Some niggas be scared of that I break and tear into that I’m getting stoned Smoking with Medusa And staring at her Chorus Left right left right Make that ass switch bitch She in love with the coco She a Swiss Miss Left right left right That shit going crazy though And she put her soul in it I don’t like no lazy hoe Left right left right Make that ass switch bitch She in love with the coco She a Swiss Miss Left right left right That shit going crazy though And she put her soul in it I don’t like no lazy hoe
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Show Out 03:49
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Verse One I don’t do no broke hoes That’s a no no She hit me on my Cash App That’s a yea yea I keep these bitches spinning on they heels Like some dadas And teach them how to multiply and add I’m a math class But baby this isn’t calculus Nothing complicated Never was a fan of geometry But your shape amazing Too many differences And you’ll get x’ed out the equation But if your product is solid Then I’ll get you a placement My truth gonna be hard to swallow And I ain't got no chasers I led the way and got us where we are They can’t erase it I check ph’s baby I ain’t doing nothing basic We bout to run this shit Lace up your Asics Bridge I’ma turn this to a kitchen I’ma cook it whip it I’ma get it cross the border I’ma move it ship it I’ma take it from a passion Turn it to a business I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets Chorus I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of Verse Two I make mountains Out mole hills for real I could show you how to hustle Fuck struggling to pay your bills I been sky hawking smoking purp Counting my till And I’m ‘bout to catch a pop up If I’m way out in left field I stay plotting and planning baby The pimping's vicious If she don’t like me Then the bitch suspicious Look I ain’t talking phone numbers Chick I want your digits I’m going for the lump sum Like my fist done hit it I let you eat Right when I get done with it Enjoy my scraps I bet you’ll have fun with it If I go nuts You’ll love how I come with it And if I mention it You know I meant it I’m winning Bitch I go blind I see no competition Bridge I’ma turn this to a kitchen I’ma cook it whip it I’ma get it cross the border I’ma move it ship it I’ma take it from a passion Turn it to a business I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets Chorus I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of Verse Three I start it up I got the keys like I’m Khaled I’m focused I got this green All in my mix like a salad I ain’t ask for your opinion Ain’t no casting no ballots A lot of niggas getting rich Ain’t got shit to do with talent Seek and ye shall find Baby I got nothing to hide Plus I know all that’s done in dark Will one day come to the light You thought that you were safe in shade But I came in here to shine I took one look up at the sky And I decided it’s mine I’m at capacity There ain’t no room for you to be extra I need Carmen Electra Mixed with Hannibal Lecter I might cause a spectacle And get ghost I'm a specter Hit the crib And get to mixing in my lab like I’m Dexter Bridge I’ma turn this to a kitchen I’ma cook it whip it I’ma get it cross the border I’ma move it ship it I’ma take it from a passion Turn it to a business I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets Chorus I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of tickets I’ma show out in this bitch Til I run out of
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What You Want 03:15
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Verse One I stay down like the roots do Direct connect fuck a Bluetooth I got a bad little Georgia peach I don’t fuck with lemons no LuLu The money fat But it’s working out She got some problems Trying to twerk them out And if she got a little brain on her I could show her how to work her mouth And I don’t fuck with no word of mouth Cause now a days y’all ludicrous I hit the bong like a hookah stick Keep money round me like a Buddha bitch And I ain’t bout to do no wait Unless it’s the weight that I’m moving with I seen the way they been acting out And I don’t like that movie script The doobie lit This joint on fire On a roll Like all four tires They tried to put a knot around my neck I been cutting off all those ties Nowadays I got it zipped up YKK babe I'm the flyest I still see hate through your eyes When you try to hide it Chorus What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? Verse Two I got on my hustle And they started falling down Them fuckers is square It’s obvi they not around I tell her to king me And she giving me a crown I’m out of this world But I’m here in her little town Let’s light up the night I’m all in your face But I’m still out of sight I’m hanging loose But I’m still hella tight If she don’t get cake Then I get hella Ike I take it personal I’m hella Mike I got the keys And ain’t none of them white I never leased a vehicle in life Just like my bitch I’m gonna buy I’m getting richer Just rhyming my mind Older I get Feel like I’m in my prime Ignore the signs And you’ll get a fine Look I told you That I’m gonna shine You kept on staring Like that was a lie now you're blind Loving and hating They all intertwined They don’t like dicks But they all into mine Once you start seeing the way That the green keep on climbing You gonna come hop on the vine Chorus What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? I bet you I got it What you really want? Verse Three I might break a hoe Just to get my fix Train my bitches Like Michael Vick If she a banger Then we taking pics Videos all that shit I might just make up a lie And then keep on lying Til it exists I know the depth Of what I commit to And I know the depth Of who I commit with You ain’t gotta worry About a thing If you missing me I’m a click away Off top I put the Bic away I feel at home And they been away I ain’t switching up my agenda I ain’t never had a Jenner day But I run it up just like I’m Bruce And I run you over just like I’m Kate Y’all know how I shoot my shot I’m pulling out that strap quick And once you see that gun cock It might be your last dick All your efforts looking last ditch I found comfort in the madness I’m using every instrument I got To take what I want I’m a bandit
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Sat Down 03:06
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Verse One Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep And if I die before I wake Nah fuck that I won’t forget about the doubt and hate I love that See they was bugging But I spread my wings And bugged back Now I’m fresh out the cocoon Doing the butterfly dance Everything I do is slick Bitch I buttered my plans Before I miss a cut I will cut off your hands And bury them bitches deep Beneath the desert sands I’m all about it Money I’m all around it Smoking on this loud it’s ironic It got me silent Inhaling this gas Got a nigga feeling solid I know I said I’m down But I’m always up for a challenge Bridge I just make a comeback I never back down You can’t tell me nothing babe I won’t relax now I understand that time is money Imma tax now I stood up for myself When they all sat down Chorus And it’s cool Cause I got everything they lack now I stood up for myself When they all sat down I’m bout to flex I’m in the gym getting jacked now I stood up for myself When they all sat down Verse Two I ain’t pulling out I’m coming in I’m bout to bust And dare anyone to fuck with the kid I ain’t got shit for a bitch Who got one of my ribs And don’t give nothing in return But both of her lips fuck them My patience thinner Than a Olsen twin Trying to get just as rich I saw the flaw in my aim And then I adjusted it Now I’m hitting the bullseyes And not bullshit I move my weight Like a gymnast do a full flip If my Simone can’t make it I got a Suni I’m at both they necks like jewelry Full of rage and fury Minced beef to purée And fuck the funny business I get a Bill like Murray Bridge I just make a comeback I never back down You can’t tell me nothing babe I won’t relax now I understand that time is money Imma tax now I stood up for myself When they all sat down Chorus And it’s cool Cause I got everything they lack now I stood up for myself When they all sat down I’m bout to flex I’m in the gym getting jacked now I stood up for myself When they all sat down Verse Three I’m either getting smarter Or a little less stupid I seen life get twisted Like a Rubiks I grab my nuts I refuse to be eunuch I’m like a whole pallet full of work These other fuckers just a unit I gets down Bitch I ain't gotta prove it If you keep staring long enough You gonna see how I do it I’m the manure They the sewage Different kinds of shit One of them's getting flushed And the other you grow with Baby just wait Until you see my garden I had enough broken heartedness And my heart hardened And cancer could've been the end But I'm just getting started Now I got so much drive I don't know where to park it Bridge I just make a comeback I never back down You can’t tell me nothing babe I won’t relax now I understand that time is money Imma tax now I stood up for myself When they all sat down Chorus And it’s cool Cause I got everything they lack now I stood up for myself When they all sat down I’m bout to flex I’m in the gym getting jacked now I stood up for myself When they all sat down

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