| Y’all ain’t ready boi
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| I fuck with elites homie
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| And Jehry Robinson is that
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| Let’s go!
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| Girl you got me tripping in a different kinda way like
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| I don’t see the darkness only fucking with the daylight
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| I don’t plan on stopping, you will never see the brake lights
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| Runnin' through the runway straight, let’s take flight
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| You already know that I’m the truth
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| Dropped a couple racks to get the shoes
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| Finally I’m paying my dues
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| Couple hundred thousand dollars shotted in the booth
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| Find a way to school then I’d prolly be like you
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| Work a 9 to 5 like I wanna die soon
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| I’m a fucking tycoon, fuck if I lose
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| Still roll up with a couple of my goons
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| Stab you with a fork if you come for my food
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| Came up from the porch, we got nothing to lose
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| You know I don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check
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| Said you know we don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check
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| Hell yeah I changed
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| Bitch you think I work this, hard to stay the same
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| Gave my heart and made a name
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| No propane, still lit the flame
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| You are not it, you will not win
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| You little bitch, stiffen up your top lip
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| And try to talk shit, you better talk quick
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| I’m in the car doing flips getting nauseous
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| I don’t know if Tara told Tech yet
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| Either way you gon' bet I’m the best bet
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| Invested in my nest egg, east coast boy in the midwest
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| That’s my essence, hear that just for a hit back
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| A gift from the curse, I’m finally giving a gift back
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| I give 'em a verse and rip it up like a diss track
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| We going berserk and we ain’t giving a shit back
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| You know I don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check
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| Said you know we don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check
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| Girl you got me tripping in a different kinda way like
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| I don’t see the darkness only fucking with the daylight
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| I don’t plan on stopping, you will never see the brake lights
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| Runnin' through the runway straight, let’s take flight
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| Say hi
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| To the bigger homie when I spray bye
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| If you think of steppin' in front of it then you may die
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| Totally killer the way I lay my
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| Rhythm way high
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| Up and above a nigga like A. I
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| It’s better we stegos
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| If you never knew Tecca N9na cleverly play folks
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| Forever be Kratos
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| I’ma sever the huevos
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| If you thinking you better then I’m Jeffrey Bezos
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| Coming for cheddar bruh, I am a predator
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| «You don’t want none of it» what I say to competitors
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| Tech over lot of ya, I think it’s better yeah, split!
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| If you playing with N9na etcetera
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| If so, nigga you bark it, we display bites
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| What you getting from me and Marcus?
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| Not a play fight!
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| How the fuck you end up a carcass having nay light?
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| Jehry spit with the King of Darkness in the daylight!
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| You know I don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check
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| Said you know we don’t got the ti-i-i-ime
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| Said get it out when you know a 9 to 5
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| All I ever wanted was the money, fuck respect, yeah
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| Hundred thousand dollars at the venue, cut the check |