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

I heard what circulated, get to the bottom of it
I told 1da send me something and I got it
always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm possessive
Lil Wayne could not have found him a successor
shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal, these niggas all in
night I went to sleep, wanted more
Tried to what direction I should go towards
Some I wish I could go back in life
Not to change shit, just to feel a couple twice
28 at midnight, wonder what's for me
Longevity, wonder how long check for me
Prolly if I stay in my zone
I speak on this generation but change 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 world
You need to act age and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my like a how to manual
So I guess it's man

Oh you love it, you gotta love it cheer
I know rappers that Paparazzi to come and get 'em
To show they off, guess they need the attention
I remember it used to be music that did it
But then again times have man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my that I grew up with
I'd rather give that 15% to people I with
If me and hadn't made it with this rappin'
We be out in Silicon tryna get our billions on
But we are, yeah
Lately I feel the haters eatin' at my confidence
They scream out my and whisper my accomplishments
Bitches alter my message we have words
And stories bout my life hit the net a bad serve
Bitter women I'm overtextin' are PMSing crazy year
with my image
I've 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 something stuck with me a lot
Bout how we need protection from those the block
Nobody out for nobody
Maybe we should try and somebody or be somebody
Instead of bein' that makes the news
So everybody can about it
And then start to RIP about it
And four weeks later nobody 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 subject
I've been Mercedes and nigga try to budget
I gotta it back to Memphis to check on my cousins
out to Ashley, Biama, Julia, Ericka, Southern America
Part of my heritage, pardon my arrogance, part in my hair
That's that comeback flow, flow
I start it's apparent
I wanted a girl whose ass is so big that's embarrassin'
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 number one all these niggas
Bein' two is just being the first to lose
My city dictated music, seein' us
Winter here already but I'm heatin' up
Been the game and felt like I've seen enough
Let's drop a tape on these niggas then we'll see up
Yea, boy you like you seen it all
You rappin' like the should be the three of ya'll
"Best I Ever Had" like a decade ago
Decadent and I still got a decade to go
Oh please, at ease, where's the love and the peace
Why you rappin' like you from the streets?
I got a backyard where money seems to come from the
And I'm never ever scared to get some on my leaves
Phantom slidin' the shit just hit a puddle of grease
I cook the beef well on the double with cheese
Special order for anybody that's for me
Shit you probably flinch if somebody
You see they got me back it's just 40, Oli, and me
Cuttin' all loose ends, I be the barber for
I'm almost at four minutes off on the beat
Feel like I'm in the Malibu had the cloth on the seats
Man, oh you love it
And on top of that it's getting to eat
Rappers houses
Putting cars on the
To think labels they had a problem marketing me
And now it's everybody else that's getting hard to

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