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Yea
Uh, these niggas is playing Russian roulette with a full clip,
My crew is naw we don't dance all we do is stay two steps ahead
Make the hoes get loose like a neck-Instead while these dudes beg for head
got the game twisted, heavy traffic in this rap shit
Look how my lane shifted, my game, lifted my name
Now lame niggas could never get it
Like bad bitch you wanted but could never hit it
Clever with it , my flow like a devil spit it and heaven it
So high if I dropped I would fall for 11
So yea, I operate on a higher plane, my thoughts take a higher
Its dope, then you should know the suppliers
Its J. Cole, set of horns and a
And all these Jose Canseco wanna like Waco
Its hard to remain faithful be throwing hate
Yo Im in a league of my own so what the fuck would I for!?
Some next niggas slide in but didn't fit in
Naw I aint Maury but who the fuck is you kid-in?
These big niggas throwing their bid in
Try not to show
I guess the flow is protested a sit in
I my niggas we would get in
But that even half the battle
Stay behind like a
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 to represent me nigga!)
I out or to represent me, yea!
Im out for fuckin presidents to represent me!-The warm up!
Yea, the up!-yea the warm 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 status to blow like Gladys
of my time like I live my whole life backwards
Im nothing like hoe-like rappers
My life practice to be the one
Whats it like to be
They calling you the saviour , so much but you deal with it
The weight of the on your shoulders but you still lift it
Ill it for real, lil nigga from Ville that real niggas can feel
Nobody taught us how to still niggas 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 feelin'
Heard rumors of a and now you thinkin' a million
Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm starin in the mirror livin in fear that 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 five I'll probably laugh at this
Try not to let it me out like a bad bitch with fashion sense
I keep it fresh these whack niggas rehash and shit
Jackin styles you know, ski mask and
I pass these niggas, they trynna do it how these niggas did it
Im trynna it how no other nigga ever lived it!

Im out for dead presidents to represent me!
Im out for fucking presidents 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! yea!, Carolina all day!
yea!