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Nxvy

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F*ck it just leave me alone, I'd rather get goin', I'd rather go get me some bread
And I'm spending money on clothes, got drugs in my nose, I can't let it go to my head
'Cause I feel this shit in my soul, they wouldn't even know because they just following trends
Don't get exposed, you know I know this shit just like the back of my hand
Think you know what I know but I doubt that (i doubt that)
Took many L's but I bounced back (i bounce back)
And I got homies got rich off an ounce sack (ounce sack)
They still sleeping on me, where the couch at (where the couch at)
Keep throwing dirt on my name, won't allow that (allow that)
They stealing flows, like where I hear that sound at (get my sound back)
Pop me a tesla, got drugs in a brown bag (brown bag)
They gon hate until you no longer down bad
(Yeah)
Three, two, one I'm taking off and I count fast
If you try ride on my wave, I'mma drown that
Growing up they looked at me like the outcast
Demons round me, f*ck around and get cast out
I just popped 4 percocets, I'mma pass out
Still the same person, just changing the background
I cut off any these hoes they come back round
Everyday wake up, I live with a purpose
I'm not halfway on shit I'm certain
I put that drip on, I'm getting submerged in
Bitch I be cleaner than laundry detergent
Keep that fake shit away from me, allergic
Put some respect on my name 'cause I earned it
Call me lil navy, thank you for the service
Watch how I tell my story and they turn it
Grew out my hair to my shoulders, i'm older now
Everyone know my name, i'm the talk of the town
I swear I could be a king I just need a crown
Bitches be hoin, you motherfuckers eating out
Been having motion, just made sure they see now
I think I'm stuck on the drugs like a TV mount
I could tell you some shit they'll never teach you bout
I'm a make sure I kill 'em all, 'fore they leave me out
F*ck it just leave me alone, I'd rather get goin', I'd rather go get me some bread
And I'm spending money on clothes, got drugs in my nose, I can't let it go to my head
'Cause I feel this shit in my soul, they wouldn't even know because they just following trends
Don't get exposed, you know I know this shit just like the back of my hand
Think you know what I know but I doubt that (i doubt that)
Took many L's but I bounced back (i bounce back)
And I got homies got rich off an ounce sack (ounce sack)
They still sleeping on me, where the couch at (where the couch at)
Keep throwing dirt on my name, won't allow that (allow that)
They stealing flows, like where I hear that sound at (get my sound back)
Pop me a tesla, got drugs in a brown bag (brown bag)
They gon hate until you no longer down bad
I done seen it all
Too many times had my back against the wall
My spirit got called
Most of these rappers be fraud
I feel like I'm running this shit, it's only a jog
Been in this shit for too long, to know when something is off I swear they be soft
Breaking the law, with all the swag that I got on my body, you can't see a flaw
Can't see cause I'm fresh bitch
I swear to God I been him since a freshman
I need ten mili won't settle for than less than
I took a break because I needed cleansing
I don't look back I jus follow my senses
Walk in the room and I'm feeling the tension
I'm speaking truth when I'm in the session
I'm on the way there ain't no intersecting
F*ck it just leave me alone, I'd rather get goin', I'd rather go get me some bread
And I'm spending money on clothes, got drugs in my nose, I can't let it go to my head
'Cause I feel this shit in my soul, they wouldn't even know because they just following trends
Don't get exposed, you know I know this shit just like the back of my hand
Think you know what I know but I doubt that (i doubt that)
Took many L's but I bounced back (i bounce back)
And I got homies got rich off an ounce sack (ounce sack)
They still sleeping on me, where the couch at (where the couch at)
Keep throwing dirt on my name, won't allow that (allow that)
They stealing flows, like where I hear that sound at (get my sound back)
Pop me a tesla, got drugs in a brown bag (brown bag)
They gon hate until you no longer down bad

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