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Dressed in all black, they still know it's me (they still know it's me)

Used to have no options, I can't pick or choose
Two yellow Lambos look like

motherfucker
Ran it up and now I'm richer than a motherfucker
And I'm glistenin' like a motherfucker
I say fuck 'em all, 'cause they don't got no love for us

my life, like I was truant
Super truancy, Dis-aligned  

Staple truancy
(They don’t understand me, uh)

They understand Carl Lewis

I make my moves,

goes like this

Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi

Drug Ballad

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

goes like this

Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi

Atl Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire

First off, they need to free BG up out that slammer (free BG)
They think I'm sweet 'cause I don't tote guns

my hands bloody with cuz don’t judge
It’s all love till it ain’t so much blood look like paint
Type shit make you faint in the day it’s gonna stank

to anymore
I guess they just don't make 'em like they used to anymore
I play a violin made by hand in the forties
That old girl can sing the sweetest song you

Cerberus I'd be celebrated
Sorry I'm just a lil salty like Badwater Basin
Kendall died no teardrops on The Jabbawockeez faces
Now they're just a rap zombies,

Enemies

Post Malone

Hollywood's Bleeding

2019

Used to have friends now I got enemies (ooh)
Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me (damn)
Used to have friends now I got enemies (ooh)

because you swear an awful
Lot don't make a rap god, Garrett Otto
But a flow just might like Verrazano
Don't get hit like snare drummers
You'll be hanged

They don't know where I'm aiming
Ain't no choice but to make it
It's not in me to fake it
I put my life inside my lyrics, figured facts should come with

up on the curb they fall like dominoes
Used to have this white bitch she looked like Madonna though
Heard that she fucking LeBron, but shit I don't

like they don't know me
All these hoes pursuing me
Walking around the club, yea they acting like they knew me
All these niggas used me
Said they were my

used to trap nicks and dimes
I don't drink, but I still buy pints
Hundred thousand cash make your hoe faint
Drugs and money is something we talk about

Onslaught 2

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

was full of 'gnac and rum, like a bully actin' dumb"
Fully-automatic umm, that's Crooked havin fun
Listen, don't make a nigga find your dame
And make

rich
So you know I stay on that paper route
People don't want me to make it
Tryna take me out
So I pray daily askin' God
For the safer route
Used to go

Swish Swish

Katy Perry

Swish Swish

2017

never off set
Me and my amigos (no, not Offset)
Swiss swish, aww I got them upset
But my shooters'll make 'em dance like dubstep
Swiss, swish, aww, my

F*** the Ying Yang Twins

Ying Yang Twins

USA (United State of Atlanta)

2005

Hey, I went to school with them pussy ass niggas
They ain't worth shit
Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin?
In that fucked up ass

class, I've been working getting polished
No, I'm not gonna end this rhyme with college
Hoes taking pics like they gonna make a collage
They think with me

right near the bay
My goals and dreams they don’t evade
I chase em down I make em pay
I shake em up like paint that spray
Driven till my motorcade

(Yeah)

(Had to do it like this yo)
(They don't know)
(Let em' know though)

Yo Check
All black everything skin color coffee
Die hard Fisha I can

but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,

of them shits and I feel like I'm 50
No Curtis Jack' but I used to jack currency so they called me gimme
Give me that cash, Give me that bag, I don't care