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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, 2012
High up until the world end, doing in my ride
And these niggas hiding, I'm striding like a giant
I ain't when I'm rhyming, rule these niggas like a tyrant
Damn, Doms, it don't even seem you trying
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 that got the realest flows
My eyes is low, pulling on the killer 'dro
Chilling with a vixen, "This is what I did it for"
Still banging, Ganging as if you niggas didn't know
Still trife and Loiter Litter and triple sixing, ho

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