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Alright, I mean right now I'm in a dark room, but that's what I'm usually in
I don't know, I really be feeling like I figured it all out
You know, like I got the, um, the bat computer or whatever

You know, she switch it up on you, or life switch it up on you
But, I think it's about how you adapt, react
You know, I'm an action orientated person
Reactions, you care if I rap

You know, thank you
Everybody gotta have that, you know, shit been on my mind
As I find the answer, I'll share it to y'all
That's what I usually do

I've been thinking, always weighing the consequences
Now I can give a f*ck about the weight like it's bulking season
Jim carries y'all through the streets till the bullets hit, then the mask off

I can see the future, I promise you I'm a blast off
Here we go again, I'ma spin back like Team Rocket
That's what you gon' need, not them lil' guns stashed in your pockets
Sons OF Sparta dropping, so all that shit y'all doing can stop

Stab me through the heart, I'm numb to it, must've forgot
I'm Dante, my reactions is getting dull
All you niggas copies like a shadow clone
Got the forbidden scrolls, so now you can't scroll by me

Flippin' through the timeline, you can't stop
I heartin me, into different shit, the fashion keep, Ed hardy
All this from the top, got me feeling like Jeff Hardy or Matt Hardy
Harvey, Dark Knight Dumbo, take a moment to count my shit properly

I'm tired of people having a say, I'm having a say
Tired of failure and mistakes, I do it my way
Tired of people giving advice they don't take anyway
Dedication's probably my vice, but I think that's okay

Revelations, tell me that I'm right when y'all yapping away
No relation, I don't do one night, I'm not Yachty
But when I'm Draped, in chrome got me feeling real knighty and paid
Red receipts on, Im not hiding from nobody, know exactly what I'm on

Life 360, I've been all up in her phone
Shit too greasy like a burger dripping sauce
I'ma take it to you like a server, it's my job

But it's not always concise or clear, so I clear it up myself
Step on, everything, like I got stilts
I'ma bet almost everything, keep a little for my momma
Checked in everywhere, only time I'm checking out when

Light skin, curly hair, tryna see what that's about
I've been through it all
Predict your next move like I've looked through the ball
Eights to the side, go infinity beyond

Like my nigga Buzz, I can never get it wrong
Like a nigga floating, think I got the six eye
One of a kind, like a limited edition
Flying off the shelves, you can grab it, you can get it
Did this shit myself, man, this song was barely written
Damn

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