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All niggas really know my at bat average,
rap patterns
And what you know, this Youngen got the coldest beats
All my old hoes laying in the coldest
Even if they married they still can't get me
You 0 for 3
, I'm a hundred right from the field now
I'm just a Fresh Prince, like Uncle Phil's child
And I style, peace to all my Hilary's
money in banks,
hitting like a Kennedy
And if you me, just let me know it
'Cos I just set the stage and get these off like a poet
I'm Frost cold on these hoes, I just give them the
Allen Poe up
Sippin something expensive and party 'till they up
All my niggas roll up, the cops show up
My momma says son is a millionaire"
And just for that, throw your up in the air
This is Freshman meets Late Registration
Connected up the kings all 'cos of Ricky's relations
Tell the I've been studying since I started creating
Now all niggas is hating, waiting, judging, debating
Tryin' to charge me a flagrant, but I will not stop
They to Derek Fisher the boy, but I will not flop
Instead I take it bassline, Kobe
And I play my own drums and basslines, you me, homie
I'm getting courted by the
The Ye's, the Hov's, the Puff's, and all them nigga's notorious for flossing
Known to be in places these niggas never heard of
and watched thrones up in the
Sign my signature in cursive for incidentals
we got fucked up off that
Ace
listening to
I came a long way from place where niggas can't wait to get you
And now you copped your mag and I'm in the latest issue
And all the bitches I never bag, they steadily claiming they miss you
And it's a when I get the low-fade
Have all these feeling like the fourth grade
Crushin on a Youngen, 'cos they know I'm so
Once I get the digits me so laid
And none of shit is fiction cos really I don't play
I changed up my old ways, to kill 'em OJ
Remind of a young Mike, fresh J's and a gold chain
I stay like politicians, but fuck like I'm out on bond
catching feelings trying to be my first son mom
But I'm millions tying to be the first one on
And my CD, do you me,
if you coming, on
IE nigga, I'm a IE
Went Colton High School to the widescreen nigga
Couldn't walk in my shoes or jog by me
Since I play by my I acquired these figures
Now a nigga got enough to supersize, ride him
No surprise, all these Benjamins my denim
Couldn't be the nigga on the sideline benching
Open minds will be the ones to oblige my
my mission, on channel 5, see me in the news
They monitor my every move, see me lose
Hear the shit I spit like "what the fuck has into you?"
I got 'em tuned in like a interview