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They counted me out like a nigga ain't hard
Lemme paint you a picture like Leo with art
If you weren't there with me right there from the start
Then you will not be with me when I hit the charts
It's only the family shoutout to Durk
You are one of the lights that came straight from the dark
When it comes to music I speak for my people
And I hit the bullseye like I'm playing darts
Knock 'em out like Mohammad
Gon knock his ass out
Put my arm on my chest
Tell his ass to stay down
Let these boys know that I'm not from the D
I come straight from the south
I am from the A-Town
If the ops run up and say they want smoke
I will laugh like a circus cause niggas is clowns
I'm gonna live like a king in the future
Right now imma prince
Either way I am wearing a crown
I was Made in America with some Bad Boys and we all Independent Day calling us Will
If I give you my heart then i know that it's real
Just like Charlie Wilson you giving me chills
I'm tired of teachers cause we go to school and they try to us who we can and can't be
They can't tell me shit what to do because
I'm my own person and they know they'll never be me
You said you want a feature my nigga
There's gon be a price but just know that my price isn't free
I just want my money in future
To be tall like me
I want it to stand up like a tree
Just get in the car and we gon drift through the city
We gon think we fast and furious three
The cops pull us over they don't believe the car is ours they start asking us for ID
Next thing I'm the field and the officer
Kaepernick cause of the things he can do with his knee
Got to protect our own because i know the cops ain't gon do it for us
That's a guarantee
Let the police go ahead and put they mask on
They protecting our community
But let's flip the script and let it be one of us
They gonna think that we Jason Vorhees
I see ice on my wrist so exotic that it's not from Ice Box
Matter of fact it came from overseas
This shit is so cold I gotta take it off
Because it started reaching negative degrees
Don't try and snatch it my finger itching on the trigger
I'm thinking that I got a flea
Don't try me like a hoe or a bitch
If you wanna run up and try me little nigga come see
My life is too fast that you cannot keep up
So according to me you're as slow as a snail
They said they want smoke they want beef they want drama
Well I'm with all that like I'm Kenan and Kel
You bitch call me Jesus she swallow my kids
Got her thinking she drinking from the Holy Grail
I swam in her kitty it's wet like the ocean
I nut in her she calling me a sperm whale
I had hoes who was curving me back as a freshman
Now they call me Jesus everytime I nail
I got some doubting me
Said I won't make it
Seems like you want a young nigga to fail
Well I'm gon prove you wrong and don't hop on the wagon cause
I'm getting bands you can stay off my trail
Before I get me a
'Cat I'm gonna free my father and cousin that's stuck in the jail
I see 100k in my bank account
Get rich I'm giving my family the big amount
Everything that do don't gotta be announced
Going through life it is all about ups and downs
Riding my wave nigga know you are bound to drown
I am a the prince when I walk up you better bow
Smoking Cece got me higher than fucking clouds
Fucking yo bitch she not silent we fucking loud
I'm not the one to played with tried
Run up on the gang and you're likely to die
Run up on my shorty
You gon meet my .40
It's hot like the stove
So prepare to get fried
They see the pain in me
But I'll never cry
They only see the demon in my eyes
I hide all my tears because I don't know to explain em
The only thing ik is that I'm traumatized
This just the start of it
Write from the heart with it
Shoutout to Polo I'll be a rapstar with it
I got my bros and my shorty
They ride wimme
They telling me that I can so far with it
You gotta dream
The sky is the limit
Why shoot for the moon
Bitch I aim for the stars with it
My flow is limitless
There is no stopping it
Run up on me
Word to Jordan I'm poppin it
Ice out my shorty and brothers cause they my day ones
They are sliding so there's no tick tocking it
Cuban my necklace and
Cuban my wrist and it's mandatory that we getting clocks with it
Haters playing my music
They banging it loud
My voice all the way up
There's no turning it down
My mother told me I am making her proud
I talk to my Angel I'm making him smile
Aye

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