| Yeah
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done
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| Yeah
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| You gon' remember the name
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| I’m already seein' my future before I even take a step in the game,
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| (Taking a step)
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| Yeah
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| I’m always part of the blame
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| There ain’t no reason to answer you back so fuck it, I let you complain,
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| (I'll let you complain)
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| Aye
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| I’m puttin' my game on the map
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| You couldn’t diss me if I had instructions that were fuckin' taped to my back,
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| (Tape that shit)
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| Mother fucker that’s facts, (Aye, facts)
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| Aye
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| Steppin' over your game like AI when you on your ass
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| Yeah, they hate what I’ve done, the albums I make
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| They want me to budge and finally break
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| But I ain’t the one with sensitive ways
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| Came in the game, I ain’t really done
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| You bitch and complain, I’m tapin' it shut
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| Say what I say and don’t give a fuck
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| 'Cause bitch you know, I’m 'bout'a just run this shit up
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| (Aye)
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| Yeah
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done
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| I finish whatever you start, 'cause you cannot hit on the mark
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| The only way you get a shot up on me is if I just go lend you the bars, (Bars)
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| Nobody fuck with the white boy, but maybe you makin' the right choice
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| Cause I may not be a fighter but I still can knock your ass out on the mic, boy
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| 'Cause mother fucker I ain’t fallin', if anything man, I’m evolving
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| Don’t tell me that my shit is wack, when half of you probably still bumpin' to
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| Ballin, (Facts)
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| Some people think I gotta dope feel, but want me to switch up the flow still
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| I hear what you sayin', but I just don’t take advice from a faggot with no skill
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| I’m peakin' over the horizon, my words are my weapons they violent
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| I treat 'em like bullets and fire 'em
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| And still got more ammo to kill all these mother fuckers if they really gon' go
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| try shit
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| Don’t wanna see none of y’all fakes, you comin' right up in my way
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| I’m layin' you down in your grave, like wait a minute, I don’t think understand
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| Fuck with me, I’m 'bout'a ruin all your plans
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| If Hollywood would just open up it’s fuckin' doors
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| I’d show you just really who I am
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| Yeah
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done
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| Hollywood probably gon' hate me, they ain’t gon' like how I say things
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| Nobody safe when I’m comin' up
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| Hollywood probably gon' break me, label me as being crazy
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| But fuck 'em, they ain’t never seen what I’ve done |