Please, get your cameras out my face when I'm tryna eat, I might have to chop your fuckin' off Everybody ball with Zach, huh? I ain't talkin' Zach Randolph I be in the crib, I be eatin' good, watchin' TV like a grandpa Everybody wanna battle, I don't feel like rappers, 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 made it 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, tryna make it to the lobby, to the whip, I got to do I'm by myself or I'm with the crew, do a show, a ho then hit the room, boom
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Price on my head a Bible in the game, honestly, I just been trying to refrain From all of these niggas that's been drivin' in my lane Tellin' stories on my name like the novel is change Obsessing over me is driving you and the lies that you have claimed will arise on a different day And when the truth hits the lens, I'm flying away Just to get a call to hear apologize for the fake, ugh I keep it real like my first name B, tryna take shots at me like my first name G That's a Hardball reference, I was only ten, in to the theaters like, "This shit PG-13?" In the road by myself, nobody to the kid, I'm like a soda, I'm exploding when you open the lid You wanna beef? This is close as it gets, I don't mention niggas, homie, you already know what it is, I'm gone
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I through a lot, when you make money you do a lot, ten years climbing to the top Everybody steady hating, tryna drag you down to lose your spot, I got a record from stupid cops A mixed kid but my pigment is strictly nigga, when they see me they think that our mamas is prolly friends Racism is alive 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 when you're making figures Them homies that was banging with you, would trade your friendship to the press to have you framed and leave you hanging up just like a picture And women thirsty need a pitcher 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 unresponsive, I prolly shouldn't be out this often, I'm gone
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