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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, 2012
up until the world end, doing 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 seem like you trying
these niggas crucify 'em, couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
I that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon
The pressure I'm still until I hear the angels crying
Sad day in Hell for who doubted, hope your head explode
Cry about it, but don't deny Doms got the realest flows
My is feeling low, pulling on the killer 'dro
with a vixen, thinking "This is what I did it for"
Still banging, Wolf Ganging as if you niggas know
Still and Loiter Litter Life and triple sixing, ho

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