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Yea
Uh, these is playing Russian roulette with a full clip, foolish
My crew is foolless naw we dance all we do is stay two steps ahead
Make the hoes get loose like a noose neck-Instead these dudes beg for head
They got the game twisted, heavy traffic in 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 if I dropped I would fall for 11 minutes
So yea, I operate on a plane, my thoughts take a higher train
Its dope, then you should know the name
Its J. Cole, set of and a halo
And all these Canseco wanna text-us like Waco
Its hard to faithful niggas be throwing hate
Yo Im in a league of my own so the fuck would I play for!?
Some next niggas almost in but didn't fit in
Naw I aint Maury but who the fuck is you kid-in?
big weight niggas throwing their bid in
Try not to show
I guess the flow is protested a sit in
I told my niggas we get in
But that even half the battle
behind like a shadow
Or you
Not if I had a ladder or not if I had a rope
I'd climb that to the top and never let it go!

(Im out for presidents to me nigga!)
I out or to represent me, yea!
Im out for dead fuckin to represent me!-The warm up!
Yea, the warm up!-yea the up
(This is, the up!)
Two
Ay, look or hell, you choose
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 like these hoe-like rappers
My life practice to be the one
Whats it to be Lebron
They calling you the saviour , so much pressure but you with it
The weight of the world on your but you still lift it
Ill with it for real, lil nigga from that real niggas can feel
Nobody taught us how to cook still a grill
No Foreman, try not to call them ladies B's but them swarmin'
Now honey, Ay is it destiny or is it money your
Heard rumors of a deal and now you a million
Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm starin in the livin in fear that things a never be the same
No one left for me to blame but myself cuz I for this
for fame but in my brain, "hey can I last in this?"
Ay five I'll probably laugh at this
Try not to let it wear me out like a bad bitch with sense
I keep it fresh while whack niggas rehash and shit
Jackin styles you know, ski and shit
I pass niggas, they trynna do it how these other niggas did it
Im trynna live it how no other nigga lived it!

Im out for dead presidents to represent me!
Im out for dead fucking to represent me!
Im out for fucking presidents to represent me!
Dead fucking to represent 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!