Yeah, yes I'm on top I'm going this hard, and no I won't Yeah, yes I'm on top I'm going this hard, and no I stop
(Cheezy wassup)
Let me hear you bitch: actor, writer, rapper I do all of it Lactose tolerant, to cheddar And I spent it on a jacket man I know no better Yeah it's Childish Gambino, I'm fly as a feather Yeah my nigga be suburban but my flow keep it Keep my poloroid you can watch it develop Ain't it funny in a year I went from to special Yeah I got it together, I took those chances Labels on me like I cause cancer Yes a nigga flow went Camry to Phantom I'm just real shit, hope you can handle on the jet like Lear like chandle Flyer than a jet hoping they can land 'em How we turn everything to gold that they hand I am just different, the only answer
Yeah, yes I'm on top I'm going this hard, and gon' stop Yeah, yes I'm on top I'm going hard, and never gon' stop I'm a hero (8x),
Back on my grind, I'm a skater She just think I'm fine, you's a hater Style with no name, just want to label me They should call it what other niggas are afraid to be APC walkin' out with eight bags Yeah I'm killin' paper, it poppin' tag You ever spend three grand on vision, When you should've it on your little sis' tuition? She played my album when nobody out there would listen I'm comin' harder than these that you would swear were pissin'
Davinci-esque, I'm the real The only thing I don't is how 'fraid feel I'm living everything these other lyin' bout don't believe me, to prove it to em I fly 'em out She say that I'm her everything, I'm better than those other I say I'm just a rapper, she tell me a fuckin' lie
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They said me was like MJ and baseball But that would make me MJ, so motherfuck all of Trippin' on this fame shit, drinking like a fuckin Listen to the next track I Be On That other Yes I sound weird, nigga, take it as a who's in the house and representing like a congressman Anything I put my to I accomplish it From writing scripts with Tina Fey to down the hardest shit Who else is what I'm doing? No one And I mean girls too, no pun I'm on the road son, busy like I'm Thug Comment left anonymous ain't nobody want none
She laying in my bed she be bi-curious Barf on the track, the and rap-furious Damn bloggers whether or not I'm serious It's Nas' Illmatic not Eddie Delirious Got the limelight, you you think I'm sharing this up late, promoters wondering where he is Got some nightmares, my failing's be scariest But I would never fail, I'm a one of the best there is
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