RapPers SwiTch Like SeaSons
Jaron
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Niggas mad I got first I got bags I got worth Any nigga got a problem He get dragged out his shirt You got trash I got work Bitches nag I got nerve I got hoodies dropping soon These white boys bouta go bezerk I got bills I got beef Heard your shit and kissed my teeth I got bitches in my face like back the f*ck up I can't breathe I got people in my life that I don't ever want to see I got voices in my head that you don't ever want to meet Better get off of me Please do not talk to me I want the style back that you got from me Enough of the copying I gotta wake them up get them the coffee Boy I'm a genius a protégée I cannot beef cause you niggas too soft for me That's why this shit hard for me You don't look like a boss to me I got game who got next I got love on the west I got niggas sleeping on just to say that they the best Hit my plug He got dank I got money in the bank Niggas want to go to war but I drop bombs I got tanks I got squad They got me Niggas frauds They not me Still ain't getting recognition Oh my god C'est la vie What that broad Say bout me I'm a dog I agree Niggas say I'm weird as f*ck Cause I got my own beliefs Look bitch want to act like she into me Suck up my energy Then she gone f*ck with my enemies All of these niggas they mimic me Sick of the gimmicks please Mind, soul, and power the trinity Bitch I'm beyond the infinity You cannot limit me Niggas ain't taking me seriously I swear this shit was born into me I'm the epitome None of your disses offending me You niggas dummies I got the status to f*ck on your mommy You got some baggage you taking a L Bitch sing and produce like Pharrell I cannot fail Stay to myself so you niggas will never catch me up in jail I just prevail I got the juice Bitch I'm a lion But I spit the truth Niggas fools We can dual Turn his blood into a pool He want smoke Blew that shit up in his face Like a juul Quit my job Dropped my school Lost my mind Lost my cool Got impatient sick of waiting couldn't take no Ferris buyle I got skills I got heat I got kills By the streak Niggas talking for the soc but you not real You not street Not a thug You a soft You pull up You get chalked Hit his head Watch him bleed You my son You my seed All these rappers fuckin goofy on they knees Watch him plead Chase him down Watch him flee Choke his homie He can't breathe Snip his tongue Set him free Ima leader You a sheep F*ck the world Too much greed Wrote a presidential speech But that shit is out of reach So I'm gone chill and smoke this weed Seen a demon couldn't sleep For a week Talk is cheap Lil nigga stop acting Like a stuntman I'm a runt man I got one plan It's to get rich And have these f*ck niggas At my feet like a fuckin jump man Need a one dance from a stripper hoe Niggas pissed off what you trippin for If it's f*ck me then it's f*ck you It's reciprocal Cause the mission grow But I'm sitting low Until the top bar F*ck a cop car F*ck a fake auto tuning rockstar Not a trap star Not original That shit seasonal
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