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the Bluetooth
Controlling your speaker
That shit is so whack
Rather hear some throwbacks
With the girl on my lap
That has an ass that's so fat
Ooh
Haters hate

ice around my neck[01:30.90]Yeah I like my shit chilled[01:32.17]I pour my heart and soul[01:33.56]My guts will spill[01:34.65]Haters all

so Ludacris
Still talking bout prevailing been cool wit this
Four-wheeling off of the ceiling
Surrounded by light
Man the sky been appealing
Not

dripping
Motivated money chaser
Presidential tint how I'm riding
I can't see a hater
Gots to get mine by any means
And I keep it playa
Never been afraid

brick by brick like a mason, then maybe you will have a chance to go far (let's get it)
It's life, shit might, hit strike so pick right
It's a roller

rumours, but I don't care, cause I smoke Mary Jane
Man nowadays everybody be haters that shit destroy lives just like a hurricane
Sometimes I'm tired

Aye Its Jutty Jut by the way
Me and Bih pump you know the vibe we slay
Yes sir Right You know the vibe stay high Get lit hold up hold up
Bih pump

I love between your thighs
Ima keep it 100 my emotions like a roller coaster ride
But I know you down to ride
Ride or die
So I keep you by my side

for them hoes 
MOB embedded in my body thats code
This one for the hustlers coming up on the low
Don't a day go by where I don't touch dough
Man I'm

beat them odds
Did I deal Satan
Am I blessed by God?
Still affiliated
Still down with the MOB
Driz still my homey
G.Twice on board
Steffan still with him

by surprise hit em where they least expect it
Had to cut ties had to reconsider friendship
The old me died now I'm back with a vengeance
Punish em

unbreakable try me and see that you cannot break me
I'm on my way up to mars while you still driving in cars
Stay on my grind and go hard watch me explode by

Muller just to tell the time
A big face the Plain Jane, but still could tell it shine

Still throwing franks to all the haters and the non believers
Still

the haters, suicide on my radar
Family want me strong, Im fighting, I'm on my own two feet
I planted and reap, you know you cannot compete, I'll be damaged if I

me
And you can dress up and try to be, but you'll never be quite like me
I'm not held down by gravity, and they used to laugh at me
You'll just end up

wreck the booth
I compose the beats, got the lava flow
I write the script then I kill a show
It's Lansky boy, I do it all
And by word of mouth, got

you patterns
You need to break you have 'em
By the thousands
Think that men deserve to have it
That pussy whenever they want it
Just one thought

the
Like yeah keep on walking'
All these haters chattin' on the gram they steady eatin' sausage
Like what the fuck is wrong with dude, fuck wrong with dog

don't need her
All that I need is my tool and Velveeta
Bust a few moves and head back to the trap
Haters be lurking, don't know where they at
Pop out

all I really care about

Living by the code when he was snitching had to air em out
Can't look in the mirror now I know his soul embarrassed now
Started

the naysay done made me go crazy
My hustle unmatched
Make a rapper look lazy
Like Patrick Im swazy and make it look easy 
While they behind me
Know haters talk

Id be in the paper[00:56.76]For now I'm just focused on getting this paper[00:58.49]But with all the money come all of the haters[01:00.31]But shit if

triggered hella people when I dropped Louisville's Greatest
I never did to be braggadocious
It's really for the hopeless to be recognized by talent

a baby
Shakes a mother fucking rattle
I'm hotter than a kettle
Like a bomb I will explode
My rhymes are worth platinum
Fuck giving me gold
By now you