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Yeah, oh you gotta it
Oh you got, oh you gotta it

I heard what circulated, get to the bottom of it
I told 1da send me something and I got it
Somehow always rise it
Why you think I got my head in the on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm mighty
Lil Wayne not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all
Allen Iverson shoe deal, niggas all in question
Last I went to sleep, wanted more
Tried to decide what direction I should go
nights I wish I could go back in life
Not to change shit, just to feel a things twice
28 at midnight, wonder next for me
Longevity, wonder how long they'll for me
forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on this generation but can't it alone
I a lil lil homie talking reckless in Vibe
Quite a platform you chose, you shoulda kept it
Oh you tried, it's so childish calling my name on the stage
You need to act your age and not your age
It gets by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I it's understandable man

Oh you gotta love it, you love it cheer
I know rappers call Paparazzi to come and get 'em
To they outfits off, guess they need the attention
I remember when it used to be that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we
I'm managed by my that I grew up with
I'd give that 15% to people I fuck with
If me and Future hadn't made it with rappin'
We prolly be out in Silicon get our billions on
But we are, yeah
Lately I feel the haters eatin' at my confidence
scream out my failures and whisper my accomplishments
Bitches alter my message we have words
And stories my life hit the net like a bad serve
Bitter women I'm are PMSing crazy this year
with my image
I've been reach to you so I can save 'em this year
Fuck it I I gotta wait til next year
And I someone say something that stuck with me a lot
Bout how we need protection from those the block
Nobody lookin' out for
Maybe we try and help somebody or be somebody
Instead of bein' somebody that makes the
So everybody can tweet it
And then they start to RIP it
And four weeks nobody even speaks about it
Damn, I just had to say my piece it

Oh you love it
But they of the truth so back to me showin' out in public
That's a hotter
been whippin' Mercedes and nigga try to budget
I gotta make it back to to check on my cousins
Shout out to Ashley, Biama, Julia, Ericka, Southern
of my heritage, pardon my arrogance, part in my hair again
That's that comeback flow, flow
Once I it's apparent
I wanted a girl ass is so big that's partly embarrassin'
But fuck all the blushin' and fuck your
And all the judgement
Your content so aggressive lately, what's you?
Shit is gettin' so personal in verses too
I wanna prove that I'm number one over all niggas
Bein' two is just being the first to lose
My dictated music, nobody seein' us
Winter here already but I'm heatin' up
Been observin' the game and felt like seen enough
Let's drop a tape on these niggas we'll see what's up
Yea, boy you rappin' you seen it all
You like the throne should be the three of ya'll
"Best I Ever Had" like a decade ago
flow and I still got a decade to go
Oh please, take at ease, the love and the peace
Why you rappin' you come from the streets?
I got a where money seems to come from the trees
And I'm never ever scared to get blood on my leaves
Phantom slidin' like the just hit a puddle of grease
I cook the well done on the double with cheese
Special order for anybody comin' for me
Shit you probably flinch if somebody
You see they got me back like it's 40, Oli, and me
Cuttin' all ends, I be the barber for free
I'm almost at minutes going off on the beat
Feel like I'm in the Malibu that had the on the seats
Man, oh you love it
And on top of that getting harder to eat
Rappers houses
Putting cars on the
To labels said they had a problem marketing me
And now it's everybody else getting hard to believe

Oh you love it
And to toe I'm Prada covered
I know your girl well, just not in
the city, I'm a product of it
Young nigga the city
You love it