Please, get your out my face when I'm tryna eat, I might have to chop your fuckin' hand off Everybody wanna ball with Zach, I ain't talkin' Zach Randolph I be stayin' in the crib, I be eatin' good, watchin' TV a grandpa Everybody wanna battle, I don't feel rappers, swear that I'm too grown for a motherfuckin' standoff Yo, leave me alone, boy, I'm in my zone, me the throne, nigga, watch your tone And everything I got I it happen on my own, from the corner store to a rolling stone, now I'm makin' Lisa moan And I don't like to conversate with anybody, make it to the lobby, to the whip, I got shit to do I'm by myself or I'm with the crew, do a show, take a ho hit the room, boom
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on my head like a Bible in the game, honestly, I just been trying to refrain From killing all of these that's been drivin' in my lane Tellin' stories on my name like the novel is gonna Obsessing over me is driving you insane and the lies that you have will arise on a different day And when the hits the lens, I'm already flying away Just to get a call to hear someone for the fake, ugh I keep it real like my first name B, they tryna shots at me like my first name G That's a Hardball reference, I was only ten, snuck in to the like, "This shit PG-13?" In the road by myself, close to the kid, I'm like a soda, I'm exploding when you open the lid You wanna beef? is close as it gets, I don't mention phony niggas, homie, you already know what it is, I'm gone
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I been through a lot, when you make money you do a lot, ten years to the top Everybody steady hating, tryna drag you to lose your spot, I got a record from them stupid cops A mixed kid but my pigment is strictly nigga, they see me they don't think that our mamas is prolly friends Racism is still and it's breathing but we keep it in the closet like the child called it, uh Loose lips is bigger than Jigga's, a secret never sacred when making figures Them same homies that was banging you, would trade your friendship to the press to have you framed and leave you hanging up just like a picture And women need a pitcher full of water, if I hit it and her nigga tripping, it's gon' be a problem If you step up to me, I might have to throw like Randy Johnson 'til he's unresponsive, I prolly be out this often, I'm gone
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