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the classroom, now I'm going past you
Ain't even tryna dap you
He peaked in high school, glad I'm not that dude
Yeah, I'm glad I'm not that dude
My bitch bad, she

me where we are, and I hate it
But I ain't got the energy to say shit
Can't believe you didn't make it
Lifes been nuts like I'm living in the matrix
I

N***** trippin', ugh
Shoot like Scotty Pippen, ugh
Blue Hundreds in my Pocket, like they're Crippin'
I got Blood cousins, can I call them "Cuz"
I

the stage
Like I was a chronomage
My apartment walls were beige
And dubstep was still the rage

But never rattle the cage
Cause the more you look
The more you

the whoop when they bump dubstep
What's next get back to the party
Then Buda walked in like a one man army
Pretty women on my left pretty women on my right

the lightest of skin
And I, never cared for recording my words
Until the day my brother told me that he started to work on Dubstep
Like what's the chance in that

hip-hop 
 I got money in a pocket to buy a dose of pot 
 Me and my bros smokin' 
 'Till the day that we're dead 
 When you see we come you better run run

confuse me and amuse me I promise you'll never lose me and you're yelling in my face but I love you
Hope you can forgive me even if I'm not deserving cause

on my crep
You will get a box in the lip
If you diss Frisco or Skep
You can't tell me shit
You know who I rep
Hold tight Sunjay Litt
Them man there

Deep down the voice planted fear in your heart
Dubstep bashed beat come over here
Save my tears for the worst case
Scenario ends when you pushing it back

This is Number One
On here with other ones
And you can hear it comin'
Roll your eyes in salad dressin'

Did you expect me to go dubstep dumbstep

I'm standing there like a miserable sod
In fact I lack the confidence to truly strut my stuff
But know that whenever you're with me baby it's enough

you think for a moment of me
Cause I'm not washed up, I'm not washed out, I'm not Dubstep
I'm not hipster, I'm not listening, I'm not stoned
I'm not

on that fly shit
I ain't talking BET's, we on different timing
Breakfast in my pockets
Used to drop it on the dubsteps
Now I'm saving pennies for the
Rainy

hear me?
Take care of my fans, make sure they in tact, you know?
I break all the rules I do for you, this dubstep with rap infused is cool who knew?

and Vicky Chipes
I rap like I'm Lil Uzi Vert, you know I make that pussy hurt
Driving in Alfio's car, going skrt, skrt
My boy Cliffy has a stiffy, tryna suck

to find what some of you can't seem to know your entire lives
And you can judge me, hug me, either one's fine
Dubstep in your buggy, you're in too, ugly

reminisced.
I started dying down.
I’m really serious.
I will corral the sound.
Let my mental stray.
I’m not playing around.
I see you in the rain, 
Spawning

I can't keep my composure
You give me chills all over
I left home feeling sober
But you got me drunk in love
Oh baby I won't leave till you cool my

I can't keep my composure
You give me chills all over
I left home feeling sober
But you got me drunk in love
Oh baby I won't leave till you cool my

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You fucking heard me cunt I want you really dumb haaaaaah

Strapped with these insanities my rage is influenced 
By pages and pages of music took me

Heard It All

Illy

Bring It Back

2012

Park when the Simpsons did it
I try to be one of a kind with my lyrics, but

Please forgive me if it all sounds so familiar
I'm sure that you

and
Get you hit in ya face
Second half y'all owe me won't
Fit in the safe
Talkin' money to me is legit a mistake
My next crib I debate
"Should it be in

the Rover (what?)
Thank God I was by Benz (skrrt)
Told my mama to pray I stay in touch with all my friends (Pray for me)
Hundred dollar bills on me now up