| Tours overseas
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| Couple million on the table
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| By the time I’m 24 I’ll be sellin out staples
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| I got big plans
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| Sing and rap
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| I can switch hands
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| Crossover killer
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| Labels know that I’m the hitman
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| Women all on me
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| Tryna give me sex favors
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| Take your clothes off you’re a starter not a bench player
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| Then I gotta go
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| I won’t say I’m heartless
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| But after dating hoes
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| I began to use my heart less
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| Had to pump the brakes
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| Cuz my drive got GPS
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| Sometimes I feel like the only real genius left
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| I’m tryna hit the blunt with Snoop on GGN
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| Even my blind hoe say she wanna see me win
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| Even my ex girl got my old CD in
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| Rotation you gon' wish you didn’t leave me when
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| I go and cop a little mazzi maybe cut the roof off
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| Cuz I’m all about the drop like EDM
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| I got my first arena show
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| I’m on the flight there now
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| I use to dream about the life that I’m livin right now
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| Makin money in abundance
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| Cuz I do so much for free
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| I don’t work for the money
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| I make the money work for me
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| But the family going through it
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| That’s a lotta my stress
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| Momma asking where’s my iTunes and Spotify checks
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| It’s funny cuz she use to ask when I was going back to classes
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| Now I’m paying off her debts off of melodies and raps
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| It’s fun takin south beach trips every month
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| Spend a mortgage on my sister by the time we eat lunch
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| Just to let her know no matter what her big bro got her
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| No dudes can trick on her
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| No Harlem globetrotters
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| Entry into my circle is more selective than a Rhodes scholar
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| Ship is sailing already so don’t bother
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| But I do business
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| So if it makes sense
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| We can talk change
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| Just play your role and do it well just be like John Wayne
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| I’m Tom Hanks except I always remain captain
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| In Atlanta I don’t dance but I always remain snappin
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| Cash in quantity
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| In less than a year I dropped your favorite rappers entire discography
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| I did every single beat
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| I mixed every single song
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| Walked in as the opener
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| But turned it to sing a long
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| Rapping on my beats got it sounding like a gospel
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| I take my hotel rooms and turn em to a brothel
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| Women in rotation
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| Made it out the basement
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| Bank account lookin like a fucking donation
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| No amazement
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| I been patient
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| I’ve been cookin for so long I swear that I can taste it
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| This is laced with (yeah)
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| Young DiMaggio
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| My streak is impossible to break
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| Dropping hits everytime I hit the plate
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| I might go away soon tho
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| Strategize the debut
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| Link with the label
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| I see y’all playin' I’m tryna play too
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| Yuh, just know
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| I know what I’m doing
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| Imma' always call the shots |