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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, quality
High up the world end, doing eighty-five in my ride
And these niggas hiding, know I'm like a giant
I ain't lying I'm rhyming, rule these niggas like a tyrant
Damn, Doms, it don't even seem like you
Know these crucify 'em, couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
I that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon
The pressure I'm still applying until I hear the 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 eyes is feeling low, pulling on the killer
Chilling a vixen, thinking "This is what I did it for"
banging, Wolf Ganging as if you niggas didn't know
Still trife and Loiter Litter Life and sixing, ho

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