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Yuh
Y’all muhfuckas have no clue
Dealin' with the G.O.A.T
Yuh
On my momma, gon' love this one
Big shit
They not-
So many so and so’s
Dissin' only on telephones
Tellin' friends, tellin'
And they tellin' hoes
I tried to tell myself don’t
Pay attention no
I can tell these niggas itchin' for dope
Grown men mad
Cause I won’t pay for they losses
So they can win no more
How the fuck your bitch respect you though?
How the fuck she feel pride in you protectin' her though?
That bitch must be a lesbian, she fuckin' a hoe
Fuck it
I’m on point, shit I’m callin' buckets
Y’all fake niggas got a long summer
It’s gon' be another cold summer
Pack a cold sucker
My worse enemies made me blessed
I’m ecstatic, y’all ain’t have nobody saying «yes»
I had to go inside myself and make it make sense
And now they pay a nigga dollars for the time missed
Thank you
And this feel more like home
I ain’t been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the time comes
Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
I ain’t been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes
All these fake niggas feelin' important
Braggin' vacations, look where you resortin'
I can see it in your eyes, you’re thinkin extortin'
Can’t extort a real nigga, your ego enormous, nigga
Them backhanded compliments gettin' back to us
Nigga’s frontin', turn my back to ya'
I shrug my shoulders
Pardon my back as I bag up boulders
Yeah, yeah
All facts, nigga
I only fuck her if she got a lot of problems
And she cool with some drama
I guess I relate to that, nigga
Cause that’s me and all my exes in a bag, nigga
Heal up, wheel up, my nigga’s are still up
Wrote the whole tape, and left time to cook the beats up
Number one nigga, and nobody fuck with me, huh
You only up for three months, I been
Back for each one, nigga
And this feel more like home
I ain’t been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the time comes
Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
I ain’t been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes
Yeah
Big shit
Yeah
Yeah
Oh, I am the drama
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Fuck the world, baby
make me feel
Yeah
And I’m the number one, nigga
When it comes to us, nigga
You might sing better, fuck
You might rap better
But they don’t fuck with me for none of that, my nigga
Count up my storms, I been through that
And that one
Know niggas like there he —
(I feel like next year, nigga’s is gettin' rings
Man, niggas gotta get them rings)
Next year nigga’s gettin' all types of muhfuckin' rings, man
We gon' have rings for every muhfuckin' finger, bro
Muhfuckin' pinky ring
Index ring
Muhfuckin' middle ring, all that shit, man
Aye look, we goin' full-blown savage, man
Ain’t none of that ol
(Nigga, full-blown savage
I told you that before
This that- this that- this that turning point that’ll turn a nigga savage like
damn)
In the summertime-
In the summertime I’m savage
In the winter, I’m survives, bitch
On everything, nigga
(Aye, that’s some high-level shit, bro)