Fuck Em
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I always wondered will I be remembered when I'm gone Not for wat I've done or accomplished, but for wat I love Plenty racks and ace of space when we step in the club To them haters and them fake bitches f*ck em Middle fingers in the air like f*ck em To the ones that said I wouldn't make it like f*ck em Make it rain in the club and pop the spade like f*ck em Getting fresh everyday spending bread like f*ck em Mic check it's mr GMP reporting live from the 713 That's Houston if ya didn't know But anyway I'm coming thru the door with this automatic flow like a mac with a scope I got McQueen on my feet Versace gold on my robe Tory Burch for my bitch I had to upgrade her tote When I'm that lamb I do the dash I put my feet to the floor In about two to five seconds that bitch get up and go Ima tell you like this on these snares and kicks I ball hard like melo when he played with the knicks Or like shaq in '03 when he played with KB Or like lebron in Miami when when he played for the heat Now I don't really do no talkin ima keep this here brief Ask ya bitch bout me she'll tell you how I put her to sleep She'll tell you all typa shit have you drove in your sleep And she also tell you I'm the hottest off n tonti street (eight ward) I always wondered will I be remembered when I'm gone Not for wat I've done or accomplished, but for wat I love Plenty racks and ace of space when we step in the club To them haters and them fake bitches f*ck em Middle fingers in the air like f*ck em To the ones that said I wouldn't make it like f*ck em Make it rain in the club and pop the spade like f*ck em Getting fresh everyday spending bread like f*ck em No social when your spin is your serial Swag on a hundred got more kix than the cereal Every time I touch the mic I leave that bitch in critical I like my bitch classy ain't no average or typical Judge a nigga but gont do the same that's hypocritcal You wouldn't understand these bars I spit em too elliptical It's GMP I been getting money That's a living proof I flame the both up from the NO to the HOU I spit that shit that you never heard or you seen before My name ain't John so don't ask me if I Cena hoe Big booty bitch with cat eyes and she pigeon toed This ice on my neck gotta nigga in here stupid cold And my swag on super swole Best believe I keep that pole You try to play with me Like paper nigga you gont fold '22 I'm ballin nigga acting bold And I'm balling hard like I played in the superbowl I always wondered will I be remembered when I'm gone Not for wat I've done or accomplished, but for wat I love Plenty racks and ace of space when we step in the club To them haters and them fake bitches f*ck em Middle fingers in the air like f*ck em To the ones that said I wouldn't make it like f*ck em Make it rain in the club and pop the spade like f*ck em Getting fresh everyday spending bread like f*ck em
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