Dynasty

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Shout to all of the critics out here tryna be defining me
Sorry I fit in none of your labels
Like, when they take me out, there be no doubt
I will not go quietly
Stoned like this the murder of Abel
It's like, do my own thing, I'm my own king
This my fuckin dynasty
I'm just putting food on the table
It's like, f*ck yo gang shit, leave your face split
Don't need notoriety
I'm just tryna fit in with society

I'm just tryna pop off like 2 Chainz
Sippin lean like it's kool-aid
In the car bumping Blueface
Better pack my suitcase, go on tour the world
When I get back from that I'ma meet the baddest girl
That's for sure
All my homies rock with this
How am I so incompetent?
Spend all my days unconscious and dreaming that I'm the opposite
Of all the shit they say about me, really I just know it's true
Maybe we could hang sometime and I could get to you too
Spreading positivity
Everyone tryna help me but I don't got time for sympathy
I just got time for bitches and praying for all my enemies
And blow 'em all to pieces
In their graves be singing rest in peace
Recipes in the kitchen
I'm feelin' like Bart Simpson
I'm feelin' like Bill Clinton
I'm feelin' like Abe Lincoln
I'm feelin' like Dick Nixon
I feelin' like I'm the leader of the free world
But for tonight all I need is like you and me girl
Cooling with my dream girl

Shout to all of the critics out here tryna be defining me
Sorry I fit in none of your labels
Like, when they take me out, there be no doubt
I will not go quietly
Stoned like this the murder of Abel
It's like, do my own thing. I'm my own king
This my fuckin dynasty
I'm just putting food on the table
It's like, f*ck yo gang shit, leave your face split
Don't need notoriety
I'm just tryna fit in with society

I'm just tryna make some money go and make my mama proud
Go and buy my mom a house
Blow up like Osama while counting up dollar amounts
Picking up those commas but I'm tryna make all of 'em count
I ain't tryna blow all of this dough up on prada or on a ho
On a new chain all in gold
On a watch so iced it froze
I'm just tryna go invest more
Shout out right back to Westport
That's kinda like my hood if the hood was a little less poor
Maybe we're just blessed more or maybe we're all just bougie
People been saying I'm edgy man I'm just a little moodie
But I ain't like Lil Uzi
I ain't got no girls in two-pieces all up in my jacuzzi
Rocking twenty dollar tennis shoes, spitting bout wearing Louis
I wear the same shoes, I rock the same clothes
I watch the same news, I f*ck the same hos
I'm still the same kid that everybody knew back then
Freestyling was the only time I was rapping, yeah

Yeah, shout to all of the critics out here tryna be defining me
Sorry I fit in none of your labels
Like, when they take me out, there be no doubt
I will not go quietly
Stoned like this the murder of Abel
It's like, do my own thing. I'm my own king
This my fuckin dynasty
I'm just putting food on the table
It's like, f*ck yo gang shit, leave your face split
Don't need notoriety
I'm just tryna fit in with society

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