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Yea
Uh, these niggas is playing Russian roulette with a clip, foolish
My crew is naw we don't dance all we do is stay two steps ahead
Make the hoes get loose like a noose while these dudes beg for head
They got the game twisted, traffic in this rap shit
Look how my lane shifted, elevated my game, lifted my
Now lame niggas could never get it
Like that bad you wanted but could never hit it
with it , my flow like a devil spit it and heaven sent it
So high if I dropped I would fall for 11
So yea, I operate on a plane, my thoughts take a higher train
Its dope, then you should the suppliers name
Its J. Cole, set of and a halo
And all these Jose Canseco wanna text-us Waco
Its hard to remain niggas be throwing hate
Yo Im in a league of my own so what the fuck would I for!?
next niggas almost slide in but didn't fit in
Naw I aint Povich but who the fuck is you kid-in?
These big niggas throwing their bid in
Try not to stress
I guess the is protested like a sit in
I my niggas we would get in
But that aint half the battle
Stay behind like a
Or you
Not if I had a ladder or not even if I had a
I'd climb motherfucker to the top and never let it go!

(Im out for to represent me nigga!)
I out or president to me, yea!
Im out for dead presidents to represent me!-The warm up!
Yea, the warm up!-yea the up
(This is, the up!)
Two
Ay, look heaven or hell, you
Freedom or jail, you
I cant stop em as hot as the shoes
Overcame a low life status to like Gladys
Ahead of my time like I live my whole backwards
Im nothing like these rappers
My whole life to be the one
Whats it like to be
They you the saviour , so much pressure but you deal with it
The of the world on your shoulders but you still lift it
Ill with it for real, lil nigga from Ville real niggas can feel
Nobody taught us how to cook still a grill
No Foreman, try not to them ladies B's but them hoes swarmin'
Now honey, Ay is it destiny or is it money your
Heard rumors of a and now you thinkin' a million
Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm in the mirror livin in fear that things a never be the same
No one left for me to blame but cuz I asked for this
for fame but in my brain, "hey can I last in this?"
Ay years I'll probably laugh at this
Try not to let it wear me out like a bad bitch fashion sense
I keep it fresh while these whack niggas rehash and
Jackin styles you know, ski mask and
I pass these niggas, they trynna do it how other niggas did it
Im trynna live it how no nigga ever lived it!

Im out for dead fucking to represent me!
Im out for dead fucking to represent me!
Im out for dead presidents to represent me!
Dead fucking presidents to me!
The up!
Yea, yea yea yea yea yea! the up!-yea yea yea yea the warm up hey!
Fayattenaaaam! nigga yea!, all day!
yea!