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

I heard circulated, let's get to the bottom of it
I 1da send me something and I got it covered
Somehow rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last cover?
The game is all and I'm mighty possessive
Lil could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal, niggas all in question
Last night I went to sleep, wanted
to decide what direction I should go towards
Some I wish I could go back in life
Not to shit, just to feel a couple things twice
28 at midnight, wonder next for me
Longevity, wonder how long they'll for me
Prolly forever if I in my zone
I on this generation but can't change it alone
I heard a lil lil talking reckless in Vibe
Quite a you chose, you shoulda kept it inside
Oh you tried, so childish calling 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 gotta love it
I know rappers that Paparazzi to come and get 'em
To show they outfits off, guess they need the
I when it used to be music that did it
But again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up
I'd rather give that 15% to people I fuck
If me and Future hadn't it with this rappin'
We prolly be out in Silicon tryna get our on
But here we are,
Lately I feel the eatin' away at my confidence
scream out my failures and whisper my accomplishments
Bitches my message like we have words
And bout my life hit the net like a bad serve
Bitter women I'm are PMSing crazy this year
Fuckin' with my
I've tryna 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 out for nobody
Maybe we should try and somebody or be somebody
Instead of bein' that makes the news
So can tweet about it
And then they to RIP about it
And four weeks later nobody speaks about it
Damn, I had to say my piece about it

Oh you love it
But they scared of the truth so to me showin' out in public
That's a subject
I've whippin' 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 again
That's that flow, comeback flow
Once I start apparent
I a girl whose ass is so big that's partly embarrassin'
But all the blushin' and fuck your discussions
And fuck all the
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 these
number two is just being the first to lose
My city music, nobody seein' us
Winter here already but somehow I'm up
Been the game and felt like I've seen enough
drop 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" like a decade ago
Decadent flow and I got a decade to go
Oh please, take at ease, where's the and the peace
Why you rappin' you come from the streets?
I got a backyard money seems to come from the trees
And I'm never ever scared to get some blood on my
Phantom like the shit 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 sneeze
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 going off on the
Feel like I'm in the that had the cloth on the seats
Man, oh you love it
And on top of that it's harder to eat
downgrading houses
Putting on the lease
To labels said they had a problem marketing me
And now it's everybody that's getting hard to believe

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