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D.Rob

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You seen all the work I put in nigga
I can tell by how you looking nigga
Countless hours I'm skipping dinner
Missing out on sleep & the time my my booth took it nigga
What it takes for you slide
& agree with the shit that's computerized
I tell my waiter make it supersized
I hit one shot, I'm praying that it's do or die

They Say that I'm broke wait wait I got plenty
Don't talk about benjis to people who envy
I'm just being honest I keep it a century
I'm still spending money I made from forgive me
Had to boss up, change being stingy
This talent god sent me
Might make me a Bentley
Butterfly entry, Sitting on ventis
People resent me my my heart stuck on empty
I hope god repays from giving blessings away
I'm wreckless today
And I'm Not regretting my ways
Just sent my bro 100 told em check it we straight
But the bread in the bank won't take his depression anyway
(Hold up)
Wait a minute can you listen brother
Depression scary & I know that you're a victim of it
Missing gram that shit hurt different brother
So I respect how ya neck got a picture of her
Zone me out from my scary ness
Focused on life & who cherish it
Them niggas pled the 5th & start airing it
No wonder why my sister 14 with a therapist
And that's what I love, god sent you help
The strength & the wealth
IsIs with mental health
Stay away from rats if you blink they tell
My mission itself, is to distance myself
No time for the phoniness
Full house butbut I still deal with loneliness
Hand outs? Nah niga not condoning it
Get ya body sprayed up and the clip A roc he he could loan me it
I'm floated this 2-3 in the zone with it
High up like a drone with it
All y'all exposed to this
I chose and mixed
Every song got a tone with it
I'm tryna say laundry day the only time I fold with it
Show em this
If they think that they holding this
My neck all frozen bitch
Don't forget I froze my wrist
It's a difference when it's written & it's stolen bitch
Every song that I made best believe I own the shit

Black on black
It's the drip & I'm racking stacks
Rewind seeing more lines than a hack-a-shaq
I'm just tryna go gold with a platinum plaque
All your words are cap, that's something like a Snapple fact
Back to back ima hit I'm just being honest
Blood sweat & tears all just to see a project
Not with drama not with the violence
I skate for that mill I don't work at sonic
Tryna be modest, you bitches are toxic
You calling my phone, I'm sorry I blocked it
Trees like the tropics, my plug ain't a socket
Build from the ground up like I mom & pop it
Ways be amazed like how do I jot this
Constipated flow they know I can stop shit
Gimme a word I can rhyme any topic
I only spit hot shit
This pen is what I'm hot wit
Stop it
It's like who wanna sign me now
I'm staying independent just until I find my ground
Make sure that whip is tinted when you ride around
They count every little step you take without Bobby brown
(You see what this music do to me)
(How can I not let it influence me)
(You & me, I was up late 2 to 3)
(Thinking bout the shit they gonna say in my Eulogy)
Focused on rap & I found my spot
Told my moms that I'm bound to pop
Key to my heart & I found a lock
Now only thing I take for granted is my countertops
I'm sounding hot
All the things I write down a lot
Proving that I got what it takes for the crown a lot
Full circle it's like I spun around the block
Threw me with the sharks so tell me did I drown or not

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