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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, quality
High up until the world end, eighty-five in my ride
And these niggas hiding, know I'm like a giant
I ain't lying when I'm rhyming, rule niggas like a tyrant
Damn, Doms, it don't even seem you trying
Know these niggas crucify 'em, couldn't him I'm a diamond
I know that is finding my progression so uncommon
The pressure I'm still applying I hear the angels crying
Sad day in Hell for those who doubted, hope head explode
Cry about it, but don't deny Doms got the realest flows
My is feeling low, pulling on the killer 'dro
Chilling a vixen, thinking "This is what I did it for"
banging, Wolf Ganging as if you niggas didn't know
Still trife and Litter Life and triple sixing, ho

Doms, while they ripping through the packaging to the shit
I'm with the few whom I usually blow cabbage with
New patterns patty-caking mannequins
Cause I like my fucking homies dip, bruh, they all
Jaw-slacking, all 'em awe
And I ain't got shit but a bitch and cigar tucks
in the city and knocking out in the Starbucks
I swear these niggas is fucking phony, smoking spliffs and
Prior to to the studio
Eyes glued to a maximus, attractive lady
Where you with that shit?
And can a real get a look at it? Crook, panic-shook
Ain't ya? fatter than some butch ankles
Cheffing, fit the apron, ante up for good payment
Run until my achy, running 'till my foot aching
Full-grown type, Ferragamo do-rag
With my nigga out in Maui, running two-mans
Smoking I'm loopy as a motherfucking toucan
20 minutes, a fucking quarter back to two grams
But I'mma dip, I know you must have had it my rude ass