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Praying right now for my mans up north
Looking at myself I can't stand remorse
Tryna make amends but it can't be forced
You'll never get fed if the hand is forced
We'll never break bread if you can't break rules
You'll never make bread if you can't make moves
I know what you said, I know what you do
I don't gotta hate kid, I just gotta lay waste
Yea I saw your new shit, and I almost pressed play
But your homies cosigned me and you had to show hate
Why you sick, like you masked up, never show face
Hit a lick, fill the bag up, but oh wait
You ain't shit, you get bagged up, now you hold weight
You ain't shit, you a preroll, you get rolled up
You get lit while you sit with the flies, you a whole fruit
You a fruitcake bitch, what it do?
I'm a dick, get a bouquet for your whole boo, oh that's it?
Na, put a letter, saying it's from you
She a trick and that's something that I could never do
Gimme lip know that's something that she wish she could do
I'll admit, I got rid of shit I didn't wanna lose
No offense but, some of you are gonna have to choose
This is it, do you wanna be a boss or a chooser?
You with me now, yo I'll show ya how to boss up
It's a new price, everyday I bring the cost up
It's between us and the GOATs, it's a toss up
Takin shortcuts gon' catch up in the long run
Play another Keyboy beat, bitch I'm on one
Thinking you could be me, bitch you got the wrong
Homie took a quarter out a ounce and made it 21
I was sipping wine in Italy when I turned 21
Thinking I'm-a fall off, that'll happen when the cows come
J. Rose in his bag, Keyboy need a bag, Imma need a bag, boy I'm living fast
I don't mean to -uh
Gotta leave it there, I don't need to wear designer
When the latest Yeezy coming out cuz I don't need a pair
I don't even care, they don't need to stare, don't wanna be compared
The air I'm breathing different, feel like I ain't breathing -uh
Keyboy rolled another now I'm high as Peter Pan
Never catch me with my hand out, I don't need a hand
Always been a standout, shit I cannot stand
Way this shit gon' pan out, I don't need that man
Was on that shit, shook it, now like I don't need a xan
Bro we ain't walking, takin off with us
And now my price just shot up, I got my dogs with me
I cannot f*ck with him, he can't ball with me
I'm making everyone around me fucking boss with me
Don't wanna talk about huh you took a loss didn't it
Now my hands getting cold, gas getting rolled, pants on the -uh
Come and get ya hoe, her hands on the floor
Answer the door, my mans on the phone, abandon the -uh
I can't miss a cook, the lab on my dome
By 25, paying off my loans, they don't wanna know
To the sky, I ain't coming home, I ain't coming home
Wonder why, I ain't want the hoe, I ain't want the -uh
Money mine, I gotta go, I don't wanna f*ck
If J. Rose hit me up, I don't give a -uh
Come and pick me up now I'm getting up
Yea and we don't give a f*ck bout em' anymore
When I hear the lab call, all else gets ignored
Keyboy what you need, we gon' hit the store
We gon' let it rain, we gon' let it poor
I ain't feel the same bout her anymore
We gon' let rain, we gon' let it poor

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