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Call bro on the phone when you coming home cuz we chasing provolone all-day Everybody Know I be in my zone when I'm sitting writing songs all-day People did me wrong broke my heart and all but I still fought through the pain I got dreams to ball, not the NBA but I'm gon be rich one day Catch the ball and blitz They is not ya friends Don't wanna make amends Please go away I be chasing cake I let the haters hate As long as they don't intervene with my bands I think I'm on a roll stay up till we gone Applying pressure on they necks like aye I'm in the game and I'm playing like Kobe I'm shooting 3s like my name was Ginobili I'm in my bag don't nobody notice I'm blowing up just like magic hocus pocus I'm going crazy while they outta focus Tried to dirty up my name acting bogus I stay to myself that's why they don't notice They know I'm the greatest I just gotta show it I'm in the stu and I feel like I'm goated I made a song on this beat and I wrote it I feel so excited I can't even hold it in Me and my brothers' gon stack all the dividends You ain't getting money what is you doing then You say you better so you gotta go prove it Going crazy on these beats going stupid Shot me right up in the heart like you cupid You told me lies hurt my heart and my soul I ain't playing any more games im on go mode Is you really rocking with me I don't Know I can't wait till the day that I blow tho All this time writing songs got me paranoid I'm tryna make it in this game I gotta crack the code I gotta keep up with the real and put the fakes on froze Everybody wanna hate but that's how it goes Everybody ain't yo friend or the ones you chose Everybody think I'm Trippin but I know I'm not I'm just here to spit the truth that nobody not Cuz if I don't do it then who's gon take my spot I got potential ima make it yea I know that And if you hungry like I am you gotta show that And if you loyal like you say you gotta show that We only headed to the top we ain't going back Ima turn a rack to a Hunnit then ill blow that I'm the new wave, everybody, just a throwback They wanna see me fall But I still ball I be passing all these verses like I'm Chris Paul Applying pressure when I step I got big shoes I'm gon be rich in 1 year counting big blues I've been searching for the answer like its blues clues I'm going crazy almost 1k on YouTube Errybody worried bout me I'm like do you All these rappers hating on me but they doodoo Big 13 next year ima be counting green I'm not just talking I'm preaching just look at me Going stupid on these beats yea I'm super clean I'm Like Bris I need hammy may he Rest In Peace I'm so raw on the beat with all these punch lines Cuz every time that you see me I'm on my grind 2021s my year yea, it's my time so all these other kid rappers could go bye-bye All this time writing songs got me paranoid I'm tryna make it in this game I gotta crack the code I gotta keep up with the real and put the fakes on froze Everybody wanna hate but that's how it goes Everybody ain't yo friend or the ones you chose Everybody thinks im Trippin but I know I'm not I'm just here to spit the truth that nobody not Cuz if I don't do it then who's gon take my spot Call bro on the phone when you coming home cuz we chasing provolone all-day Everybody Know I be in my zone when I'm sitting writing songs all-day People did me wrong broke my heart and all but I still fought through the pain I got dreams to ball, not the NBA but I'm gon be rich one day