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Uh, man I need to finish, I should finish, man I need to my album Go on tour, find Sarah, then I sip vodka kinda like a Young Calabasas king pin, life is just a journey up a Get a up and down, scouting, bouncer why you bouncing Just wear my hair up, blow my when I walk in, and DJ announce it You always with the model chicks, they thick, they just weigh a few ounces I'm a black panther, while me pounce quick, get the fire hose, douse them I don't mess with the rap game, me and chillin in the Falcon Ain't gone fill me up, with your doubt pen talk which girl how can this lil joker fit a thousand words in a sentence like a Malcom X Y Z don't try me MSFTS around the regard me highly And I'm from the cops Cyrus Man these probably think I'm Miley Confused teen, and I be In-between an and a Hypebeast And I you don't like me And its just cause you just me I just chose not to wear the wife beater, with the and the white tees And now everybody tight jeans Once upon a time you you'd fight me I guess now, we should square up, like my sap niggas up in Paris Take a pair of parables and tear em up, for your poetry, embarrass us I'm under ground like I'm Tubman Clique is training, we to run shit Feeling lit take my parents to London Trust you don't want The is reading for the functions You ready for the subject I treat my body like [?] pay a pretty penny if you touch it Call me Oneill I should hit that with the throw, swish ice on my wrist man I'm frio Aren't you hit done with the Your flows they don't appeal I told you I'm the man of I believe in Santa Cause I got more ice than the I buy no more clothes I got to the store, it was Imma this at the shows I up my originals froze when is Jaden golden I was learning, you ain't notice, now I back and I'm on my grown shit a baby, you should focus The ignorance is you, and now I'm spitting this, and novacane is over round the city like a casanova Peter Piper picked a golden pencil from a shoulder turned a lyricist a soldier How many times I told ya And how many am I telling them just because you see the melanin doesn't mean that I'm a felon and I'm here to show you the intelligence is the bullshit you're selling them They just want us all in and that They can take away our right to and use the free labor Ay I you're not a slave bruh And I even need to say much Man you knew since you was born there, you were sent down here to us But just keeps throwing shit at you and you was looking for a break huh? Huh, well it is