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

I heard what circulated, get to the bottom of it
I 1da send me something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album
The game is all mine and I'm possessive
Lil Wayne could not found him a better successor
shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson deal, these niggas all in question
Last I went to sleep, wanted more
Tried to decide what direction I go towards
Some nights I wish I go back in life
Not to change shit, just to feel a couple twice
28 at midnight, wonder next for me
Longevity, wonder how they'll check for me
forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on generation but can't change it alone
I heard a lil lil homie talking reckless in
Quite a platform you chose, you 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 worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's 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 it used to be music that did it
But then again times changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather that 15% to people I fuck with
If me and Future hadn't made it with rappin'
We prolly be out in Silicon tryna get our on
But here we are,
Lately I the haters eatin' away at my confidence
They out my failures and whisper my accomplishments
Bitches alter my message like we words
And stories bout my life hit the net a bad serve
Bitter women I'm are PMSing crazy this year
Fuckin' my image
been tryna reach to you so I can save 'em this year
Fuck it I guess I gotta til next year
And I heard someone say that stuck with me a lot
how we need protection from those protectin' the block
Nobody lookin' out for
Maybe we should try and help somebody or be
of bein' somebody that makes the news
So everybody can about 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 gotta it
But scared of the truth so back to me showin' out in public
That's a hotter
I've 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
Part of my heritage, pardon my arrogance, in my hair again
That's that comeback flow, flow
Once I it's apparent
I wanted a whose ass is so big that's partly embarrassin'
But fuck all the blushin' and fuck discussions
And all the judgement
Your content so aggressive lately, what's irkin'
Shit is gettin' so in your verses too
I wanna prove that I'm one over all these niggas
Bein' number two is just the first to lose
My city music, nobody seein' us
here already but somehow I'm heatin' up
Been observin' the game and felt like seen enough
Let's drop a tape on these niggas then we'll see up
Yea, boy you rappin' you seen it all
You rappin' the throne should be the three of ya'll
"Best I Ever Had" seems a decade ago
Decadent flow and I got a decade to go
Oh please, at ease, where's the love and the peace
Why you rappin' like you come the streets?
I got a backyard where money to come from the trees
And I'm ever scared to get some blood on my leaves
slidin' like the shit just hit a puddle of grease
I cook the beef well on the double with cheese
order for anybody that's comin' for me
Shit you probably if somebody sneeze
You see they got me back like just 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 downgrading
cars on the lease
To labels said they had a problem marketing me
And now it's everybody else that's getting to believe

Oh you gotta it
And to toe I'm Prada covered
I know girl well, just not in public
Blame the city, I'm a of it
Young nigga from the
You gotta it