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Hol up, here comes a new challenger
Cheesin cus Ion speak rapper vernacular
Like I won't take ya whip in the lane that you stayin in
Regardless of ya caliber
And turn you into a passenger
With my yung nigga Jiggy, plus a Blicky
Shorty trinna give me hickeys in ya Acura
Give a f*ck what determining factors was, long as she sap my nuts
On my A game minus a game, I aint playin
Like a PS5 on release day, what I'm sayin
Better prep yaself for the next best
Wreck yaself, if ya wavelength aint the same
And bitch, don't mispronounce my name
If I'm saved in ya phone, tell Siri, It's Da•Rone
If not and ya trinna hit my line, best ya dont, 'foe I
Pop up at ya home, an give ya shorty good reason to leave ya lone
My type shyt make a nigga too ghost
Like a quick sprint and a splint in ya shin bone
Still win, Call me Michael, moving this slow
Halloween shyt, better let the kids know
I aint sayin I'm the best in the game
But I am saying my build is meta than a bitch tho
And that's moddest, I aint even talkin shit so
Imagine if I did everything that I'm here 'foe
I am not some Rap Jesus
And I dont make music for cap reasons
Nigga spit like this cus the love in the craft
Make a nigga write like i work @ Genius
Look, Peep rhythm and poetry, how I see it
She aint fuckin with nobody like she carrying a fetus
Finna change rap's life and give her the act right
Like the last rapper been giving her bad penis

Overhead on these hoes
They dont even much know
Air traffic tense than a bitch
And I been got places to go
Got a whole UAV but no Drone
I aint fightin no road
Energy on a higher medium
Spell it out for yall, no
Artist only circle
All my niggas on Go
Aint nobody do POV's
But my Niggas better go pro
Out chea chasin my P.A.D
You at DCU with yo B.O.B
And shidd, they dont even much know
Overhead on these hoes

I know ya heard life's a bitch
But we expanding on what they meant
I been searching for purpose since a kid
Wondering why the phrase is this
And yea, I be seeing people juggling lives
Steady 9-5, still selling shyt on the side
But shidd, them people business aint mine
just making correlation to the theory of mine, pay me no mind
Juggling just aint for me
Fucked up, caught up, with my black jeans too below my knee to flee
I cant even do nothing but fuckin plee
And I'm doin more time if Ion admit guilty
Honest, cus I hate to lie
I lead different lives, unlike entrées, they all sides
No commitment issues, really im tied
Just aint found nothing worth uprgading to mine
So till then, I'll do my dirt, I put in work,
Until life gimme what I want, then swerve
Or maybe I can do framework, But
That type of life
Already urked my nerve
So f*ck it, imma stay in the matrix
Do for me what life cant, like masturbation
Or meditation, self simulation
I'm hella off track, but my explination
Most times the plight of everyday mundane
Numbs brains, but what if you play some Coltrane
Something for ya energy, issa soul thang
And watch how ya everything gon change
Shit can be better day and night
But how you manage might change ya life
Just be willing to take advice, like
Life's a Baddie if you treat her right

Overhead on these hoes
They dont even much know
Air traffic tense than a bitch
And I been got places to go
Got a whole UAV but no Drone
I aint fightin no road
Energy on a higher medium
Spell it out for yall, no
Artist only circle
All my niggas on Go
Aint nobody do POV's
But my Niggas better go pro
Out chea chasin my P.A.D
You at DCU with yo B.O.B
And shidd, they dont even much know
Overhead on these hoes

Gifted, no need to mention
Talent like Chris's bitches
Abundant, Ya ears resemble pistons
Shifting from the lyrical ignition
On an average day, I'd just sit and listen
Straying from the competition
But today, imma talk some big shit
Cus nobody finna prove me different
See I'm the modern day Shakespeare level of a great here
Simply looking for next year's Mozart
So we can get closer to what we hold dear
Making Magnum Opiuses and dope art
Only thing a nigga need is Dre or Z
And I could run the world, could you just think
If Master P, would mastered me, I'd a fuckin a masterpiece
Who coming after me
They wanna be my friend, in my ear
Tellin me that i'm better than all my peers
Prayin on my fall, hating on my hard work
Trying get over throughout all my years
Condoms fam, yes men
And them fake friends get to steppin bih
Cus all the cockblockin in the world
Aint finna stop me from gettin in
Fans tellin me to pick a side
Say, what lane do you occupy
And if ya answer dont resonate
They gon shelve ya drive, straight mummified
You finna run it like Pound Cake
Or trying not to dissapoint Nas
I had to pause. Nah, I dont Gang Bang
I put á Trois in Ménage

Overhead on these hoes
They dont even much know
Air traffic tense than a bitch
And I been got places to go
Got a whole UAV but no Drone
I aint fightin no road
Energy on a higher medium
Spell it out for yall, no
Artist only circle
All my niggas on Go
Aint nobody do POV's
But my Niggas better go pro
Out chea chasin my P.A.D
You at DCU with yo B.O.B
And shidd, they dont even much know
Overhead on these hoes

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