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the stage
Why you working for a wage
Ain't you post-college-paid
I use my degree on daily, yeah I got my diploma
But to be honest, I was never lured in by

hoes say grace
No mistake I’m actually two face
I'm got bands call me bill gates
I got sauce your bitch wanna taste
Watch your step my slip on ice
Making

gon' do our thang

Back in this thing, and I'm better than ever
Two on the court, on the beat I'm too clever
Just bought a mansion, it's family's

loose
Now I'm back outside, bitch, I'm fresh about to slammer
How the fuck it12 o'clock, y'all niggas still in y'all pajamas

Gotta father, y'all niggas,

jeez
Put my city on, mayor should just hand me the keys
Schwarz a nigga wrist up, you'd think I was Mr. Freeze
Yeah, one for the money, two for the show

I say the word, my niggas roll him
Ayy

I call up Frost
He don't play he stand on business
He put 2 inside yo head
And he don't leave no witness
She

caught me for speeding
Broke ugly bitch, put a bag on her
Fat bitch wanna talk I step back from her
Ay, like call me James Harden
You got no funds why you

'm the freshest just like a muhfuckin' pearl
Ooh life is a movie
I don't have time for two pieces or groupies
Used to pull up on bikes like you ain't knew me
Niggas

with no stallin'
I think it was the quarters
Or semifinal battle
But sure enough, I got torn up by Sway DaSafo
Still lookin' back it made me stronger

pursue that chance two step who care Just do that dance
Now them fools stumbling about to fall and them fools rumbling about to brawl
And these fools

wildin'
Step through like,
 “Ooo they stylin”(wildin')
Twenty-twenty-two,
I'm coming through wildin'
Hopped on the beat and I slayed on Shit,
Cause I don't

never off with it nigga
Back in my bag, keep it new gotta paper the tags
I need something with 2 on the dash
Just so I could go stupid and crash
Nah I

new flows
I miss the days when being you meant being you though
Lately it's strange but getting paid be feeling too pro
Hotel let it hang and treat

trying
Always been the one to go against the tyrant
Never back down, I was sent to riot
Spit it from the heart
Now his spit's is vibrant
Alive and I

transgress
I'm in a foreign land with bad bitches
My shirt off screaming dumb shit like 2 Pac back hah
I’m aware cause I fear
Being a has been that was here

Smokin' thеse jets eyes all red, rather go get that bag instead, huh
Woke up in this bitch, they gon' ride it (Ride it)
Shorty says she lovin' how I step

feed me soup without a noodle
Got your man in the booth, and we canoodle, uh
I-I don't really get down like you do
All these niggas say they pits, but

the liquor in her hand, I ain't in a band, man, but I do make music
She be sippin' Pinnacle and cran, really wanna dance nasty, I just wanna two step
Baby

And said here I remain and suffer not the world
No pain desire or hatred
The fiddler took the ring and turning
Had hardly walked but one step
When he heard

Chorus (Yaw P):
I dey pray for mama Africa
(It won’t be saved )3x by some carpenter
On the slave ships, on the slave ships
We still be the passengers

Verse 1:
OG, see the youngsters abroad?/
While you're busy sucker ducking all the busters and frauds/
You see your brothers at odds, you gone step

me, you don't wanna start with me
Leave my phone on do not disturb, cause I hate when they call me back
Dealer got chased down there by the boys in

count step with your feet
Pour H2O up on the scene, gotta stay hydrated keep my skin clean
Wonder what your destruction mean, will I be Michael and you

the Liquid and all wack tennents gettin' evicted by the land lord
The vocal chords cuttin' like a sword
Yo I make you wake up, listen, pay attention, then show