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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 and I got it covered
Somehow always rise it
Why you I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The is all mine and I'm mighty possessive
Lil could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal, these all in question
Last night I went to sleep, more
Tried to decide what I should go towards
Some nights I I could go back in life
Not to change shit, just to feel a things twice
28 at midnight, wonder next for me
Longevity, how long they'll check for me
forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on this but can't change it alone
I heard a lil lil homie reckless in Vibe
a platform you chose, you shoulda kept it inside
Oh you tried, it's so childish my name on the world stage
You need to act your age and not girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my like a how to manual
So I it's understandable man

Oh you gotta it, you gotta love it cheer
I rappers that call Paparazzi to come and get 'em
To show they outfits off, they need the attention
I remember when it used to be that did it
But then again have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I up with
I'd rather give that 15% to people I fuck
If me and Future made it with this rappin'
We prolly be out in Silicon get our billions on
But we are, yeah
Lately I the haters eatin' away at my confidence
They out my failures and whisper my accomplishments
Bitches alter my message like we have
And stories bout my hit the net like a bad serve
Bitter women I'm overtextin' are crazy this year
with my image
I've been tryna reach to you so I can 'em this year
it I guess 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 out for nobody
we should try and help somebody or be somebody
Instead of bein' somebody that the news
So can tweet about it
And then they start to RIP it
And four weeks later nobody even speaks it
Damn, I had to say my piece about it

Oh you gotta it
But they scared of the so back to me showin' out in public
a hotter subject
I've been Mercedes and nigga try to budget
I gotta make it back to Memphis to check on my
Shout out to Ashley, Biama, Julia, Ericka, America
Part of my heritage, my arrogance, part in my hair again
that comeback flow, comeback flow
Once I start apparent
I wanted a girl whose ass is so big that's partly
But fuck all the blushin' and your discussions
And fuck all the
Your content so aggressive lately, what's irkin'
Shit is gettin' so personal in verses too
I wanna prove that I'm one over all these niggas
Bein' number two is being the first to lose
My city music, nobody seein' us
here already but somehow I'm heatin' up
Been observin' the and felt like I've seen enough
Let's a tape on these niggas then we'll see what's up
Yea, boy you rappin' like you it all
You rappin' like the throne should be the three of
"Best I Ever Had" seems like a ago
Decadent flow and I got a decade to go
Oh please, take at ease, the love and the peace
Why you like you come from the streets?
I got a backyard where money seems to from the trees
And I'm never ever scared to get some blood on my
Phantom slidin' like the shit just hit a puddle of
I the beef well done on the double with cheese
Special for anybody that's comin' for me
you probably flinch if somebody sneeze
You see they got me back like it's 40, Oli, and me
Cuttin' all loose ends, I be the for free
I'm almost at four minutes off on the beat
like I'm in the Malibu that had the cloth on the seats
Man, oh you love it
And on top of it's getting harder to eat
Rappers downgrading
Putting on the lease
To think labels they had a problem marketing me
And now it's everybody that's getting hard to believe

Oh you gotta 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 from the city
You love it