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enough and I made it
See, I made it
Uh, I'ma hit this booth in the morning
If I don't tap, that's by the way
See a man on a go tap flow
See the mans been

work
I’m just pointin out the facts
Been doing my homework
They don’t judge a artist by his excellence
Everybody only know one word, relevant
Expand your

sell out
For fame
Nothing
But cowards

Screw fame
Couldn't
Give two
About it
Can live
Without it
Bitches
Sell souls
In them is
No talent
They know

a little record of knocking them all out
Step back watch your self watch the way he bout
The shots come out and everybody falling down
Underground king

Made a hunnid K by lunch time, girl, I got plenty dough (plenty)
Wrappin' that punch in a punchline, I'm goin' blow for blow (oh, oh-oh)
I'm gettin'

mans, now you be claimin' that you can't sleep
That trigger finger fast like Floyd, but punch like AB
He use tune and dyed his dreads, that pussy ain't

one to mess with,
Not one for testing, not one to tame. 
This my obsession, in a confession, 
I am insane, and I will flex it. 
Work out the tension

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling 
Girl by my side she is such a cutie 
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie 
Other one on the floor

I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by

Around it, heard Eminem bashed it to the ground on kamikaze, Hash-tag me too, he pound-it wow
I’ve grown in this rap game, check my brain for the cat scan,

bikini, at the party
Got my pearl, Cuban cigar, jam graffiti, don’t be tardy
Coming right out the gates with this fuckin banger
Lookin at this bitch

sun-kissed by the heavens
Out this world by design
A million kisses from vermillion lips
Her figure blessed me out of orbit
So divine
But, uh oh, uh oh
Houston

You can't plan it

This ain't Eminem
Dropping plenty gems

On sundays I wash my rims
Rapping many men

Fly nigga Jay Waves
Aye look them synonyms

shining, climbed up str8 up out my bag
Like a bust down Rollie, it was perfect timing
Panaramic roof show the perfect climate
I been repairing, comparing,

You know that I did it by myself
Lil Big Boy, no one else
Didn't even fear death itself
Legends only live for themselves
I put a half a mill on my

This one goes out
To all my people around the world
Searching for the truth
You know, whoever got ears, use 'em to hear

This is Sirius business

I was thinking I could hold them over with the real rap
Hit them with the venom Eminem is gonna feel bad
Got a little something I'ma get it out

surrounded by
It's the same old shit
A different apartment every year with different schools and different peers
I didn't hear from them my fear of missing out

represent... Face to face
I represent to the fullest

Ayo, your crew's a bunch of cuckoos that fell out the nest
Not impressed by how you're dressed and much

imma grinder now you know


Pull up I jump out the car I’m upping that rod
And I blow at your boys you not making noise you pussy you feminine you sweet

celibate
Sell white to the black like it's Eminem
The realest gon' stay by my side and that's Benjamin
Too real for the game, not your average pedestrian

a hot mic
What would Eminem do?
Wait what if he dropped by?
Heard me failing in the booth held up a stop sign
Laughed his way out of the room and then I

a pretty bitch with curves
I just want a Lamborghini to swerve
I want to get my parents out of the hood
In the spot by the beach living good
Go buy the mall

i've been influenced
By Eminem, Roger Waters, and Chance the rapper
Mick Jenkins the goat to me, Los he is the master
I lose hope when I'm on the gram