| Yeah
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| Mind racing negotiating my situation
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| I burned bridges I can’t repair so been fly lately
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| I’ve been peddling rhymes so much my calves hurt
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| Fly pelican fly Tony Montana work
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| Yeah I’m comfortable tell my other label I love 'em
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| Create a record collect a check take my name from it
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| The face on that plain Jane can replace budgets
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| Princess cutter shoe pop singers that can’t cut it
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| The ghostwriting both pockets is pulsating
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| For the reign of power I’ll put you with Rania fifth season
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| These niggas streamin' they shit, they weak but they entertainin' Don’t ever
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| confuse being great with being famous
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| I’m that nigga fasho, I’m that nigga fasho
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| Some of the niggas was humble with me look how they switch up
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| Look how they talk to you different like you ain’t better than them
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| You niggas go up in Ellen forget your Melanin quick
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| Niggas need a new legend the people never forget
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| I mean a rebel that take the devil on one on one and pray a lot with God,
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| well now his confidence in a gun
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| I know a lot of rappers who spot 'em after I take it from 'em so whoever doubt
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| me gone need a balcony and a jump
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| You see this motherfuckin' face
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| You remember this motherfucker
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| But you’ll never want to meet a motherfucker like me
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| You understand?
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| Mind racing negotiating my situation
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| I’m bad business the rap industry thinks I’m crazy
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| The gatekeepers they hate me say I’m militant
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| Really niggas don’t feel you unless you doin' that nigga shit
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| No Folarin, never change never give up your soul Folarin
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| And do your thing cause you givin' 'em hope Folarin
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| You know they say they only love you when broke or dead
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| But I can’t count on that and I’m in my ghoster car
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| Nigga done wrote some bars my shit is boastful always for the culture got on by
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| my lonesome you Sofia Coppola
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| Y’all might be dope but you on cause you know somebody
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| Oh, yeah
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| My opposition ain’t no competition
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| What you call a booth I call a kitchen, I’m fryin' different
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| Eyes lower than Shine numbers but my vision God-level
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| 'Cause I focus every four bifocals
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| Sixteens is unmatched
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| Pistols in y’all hand like Brita — they untapped
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| Bitter niggas be reckless they disrespectful and Envy
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| And so you niggas is Breakfast, where Desus and Mero at?
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| Margiela apparel, what Virgil say he ain’t sent me
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| This shit was a retail so don’t check where my check is at
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| Ain’t playing with little niggas cause I ain’t with tit for tat
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| But throwing subliminals make your woman a widow fast and then I dash
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| Jewelry Lorenzo I’m finna blow a bag now
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| 2007 the rappers had no swag now
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| All of these niggas Supreme, nothing is different with me
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| When I played receiver I perfected the fly route
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| Highly respected tell these labels I’m iced out
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| I’m feeling like Beckham I tell them let the price out
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| I’m lyrically celibate any status y’all want
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| Motherfuckers ain’t fucking with a nigga from Naija
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| Baba Folarin
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| Untapped potential but still tap your woman
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| Okay, Baba Folarin
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| My side just might tax you like Mike Rotunda
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| Oh yeah, I never fumble
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| Bammers think I’m with the locals, come on, tell me something
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| Dre head could scope the soak 'til it’s Shelly color
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| Woo! |
| That’s the MC
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| DMV about to peak, it ain’t just me
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| I dare seven niggas step to me, OC
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| Sleep, how they peeps be awake for the whole week?
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| Funeral crowd, keep running your mouth, nigga
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| The reaper within your reach if you keep running for clout
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| Cloud of mine, I’m high, I’m tired, I’m tried
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| I tried, goodbye my love
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| The fourth time’s a charm, I’m signed… |