I'M HERE FOR...

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I'm here for
It's the time
She said come
Around nine
I'm here
Nigga want more fictional shit
Me too, man, I just wanna get in this

Got the feeling; might set me up, visiting and y'all got the guide
Well, I'ma put some words in yo mouth, welcome myself

And I'ma just say "Open wide"
Who gon' win at the end though?

Know your ass gon' dig below
I've been the first one; go eleven, determine me

Let me take it off your palm quick
"What you here for, nigga?"

I don't know

Teaching my kids to be like me, and ain't nobody want new shit
Guarantee, you make an album take my vocab, so f*ck the mic up

And update tell the fans, I can tell that you want to pick me
Go back and remember out the door, the new flavor

New him say "Shoutout to my haters"
Do my shit then it be a breeze

"I can do whatever you want me to do"
They got me queasy, we got the meaning, I tried it; simple, man shit too easy

Try too hard to make it so empty (Man no more copies)
Man I got plenty

See you dance to the sound of mine
Preciate you, man I gotta write the mind up

By the time I go find the bitches on the swing (Ay, you still got the thing?)
It's like, I gotta bother

Meet me man, It's a honor
My girl super white I decided to write all my lyrics on her body

Little spotty, but I got it planned
Lil' Manzano's going by command (Ay, don't go focus on all the bitches)

I'm tryna escape, high on demand, tapping the bitches, he forgotten
Legacy you not talking about (Ok, nigga)

But I'll mention the classics, one, pissing on my ant hill
Be someone more careful than the new you (Ok, thanks)

I'm not done with you yet (The fucking outcast)
And thanks for listening

Should've happened the first time, niggas don't know what's behind all of 'em
I just want to do my own shit, nigga want more fictional shit

We take turns, my song gotta return
Retain and release, my shit got earned

Thanking you for that, show 'em where It's at
Y'all niggas don't know what I feel?

It don't make sense, what I reel to you, Bitch?
New slut, new mindset, better switch

You ain't nothing but a waste of cum to me
Wasn't meant to me

But I'm finishing my thoughts in a song (Uh, save that for later)
I can't make it depressing no more

Gotta show me be hyper all that, you ain't give a single f*ck about me
Gone for six days (Yo, where the hype at?)
Follow what you say (His shit sucks)
"I ain't gotta play" (Give no fucks)
Still, I'm getting shame (It's just luck)

Ay, look at me, gifted, better girl getting me in this
Bitch ass nigga, I've been this

Start the biggest year with some tunes, I ain't dark enough, but I got toons
I was a part of it "Am I ever gonna get the credit"

Everything isn't about you anymore
You ain't gonna say I made W.A.G.T.A "New shit better"

Then you is a fucking liar
I mean it don't hurt if you try

Keep me with 'em you can rely
'Boutta brush it off, and I go take it out

Grab a utensil blueberry pie
Grass surrounded by the sign

Put candles around it

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