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I swear to god you gotta love it, I know I sure do
I sit and roll me up a spliff and I assess my mood
My old flame called it quits but I was half past you
Now we out here talkin' shit 'til its half past two
I swear to god you gotta love it, I know I sure do
I sit and roll me up a spliff and I asses my mood
My old flame called it quits but I was half past you
Now we out here talkin' shit like, oouu
Yeah we can joke and laugh bout how I ain't gone be iconic
We facing different scenarios ain't shit ironic?
You broke as dishes and my team been gettin coin like Sonic
I upped my digits triple 6's that boy went demonic
I crash the board like Dennis Rodman other shit pathetic
I am the prophecy, the chosen one, the hidden message
I ain't gone do it so quit askin' coach of living legends
My food was up I ate it all and then came back for seconds
I lifted off up to the moon and I ain't have to rent it
I signed the lease for fame and fortune I'm the latest tenant
You heard it first it be the realest if I ever said it
Dawg you best get up out your feelings 'fore your ass regret it
I swear to god you gotta love it, I know I sure do
I sit and roll me up a spliff and I asses my mood
My old flame called it quits but I was half past you
Now we out here talkin' shit 'til its half past two
I swear to god you gotta love it, I know I sure do
I sit and roll me up a spliff and I asses my mood
My old flame called it quits but I was half past you
Now we out here talkin' shit like, oouu
I wouldn't say I'm lucky
I put the work in, dead presidents love me
Give a f*ck if you gon' judge me
Know we out here, and the boys feelin' lovely
Remember times they'd like to spit in my face
Now everytime I spit a 8 a young nigga get paid
I realized really aint no sense in fuckin' sittin' and waitin'
Why I'm out here tryna get it, plotting every day, go
Think will I ever see the NBA in crunch time?
Sittin' court side money long as lunch lines
Will my rapport with rappin' take some somewhere sublime,
Or just resort me to ain't nothing but a punchline?
See that's what's really scary to us
Like an insecure virgin, find it scary to bust
But me and rap be fittin' perfect like a fairy to dust
Doing numbers mathematic gotta carry the one
Had to keep on wreaking havoc f*ck what you thought it was
Swear I'm never goin' under so prepare for me son
Dare you to run
Bank account and blessings is up
I've been grinding too long swear y'all can't tell me nothing, yeah
I wouldn't say I'm lucky
I put the work in, dead presidents love me
Give a f*ck if you gon' judge me
We out here and the boys feelin' lovely
(I swear to god you gotta love it, I know I sure do)
(Lovely)

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