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Yeah, we
Back in crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little window, nigga
The light be comin' it in the morning
Old ass and shit
But it's just I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly with
A style that you can't F with, protection
'Cause Cole the of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass when I mash the button
I your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Cryin' in the
'Cause I ain't sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline to slaughter
Line up in order
Of who you think can really fuck with me
Then I the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they weren't talking the bread
These be toast
Clap at the fake rappers
The OG rappers
The would-you-take-a-break-please
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these
Especially the amateur week rappers
Lil' whatever—just another bus rapper
drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you tall rappers
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4"
The streets don't fuck you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you hipstor
I the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Straight shittin' on these rappers, I'm back
Never knew a nigga was better
Revenue, I'm at gettin' cheddar
Reminisce on I didn't eat
If it's meant to be, then be
If it's not, then fuck it, try
Ain't no to ask the Father why, no
'Cause one day gotta die
One day gotta die, oh
One day gotta die
One day gotta die, my nigga, my nigga