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1:] Zonin out, off with me I can't get the off of me I puffin living pompously And if I had a million dollars, to be I'd be chilling in the place I always be mic's cultivates my artistry And every breath I speak is a 100 percent a of me say "me rap" is like a major controversy And I'm confused I know who I ought to be But if you judge, a grudge or look off at me Your nose clog, peeps smell me like And I'm so that my mouth is like the potty Shit on mothafuckas, you know I here TO PARTY! Partake in game I swear to God, what I say is Out my two speakers That's my left and ears You want it, dog?! I get you a beeper! The heater, I be the people's speaker Cause you you hear me and I'm blastin out your speakers Different words, two words you know I am Franklin, mouthafucka how I blow shit, ether
Man, I think feel like a classic your lighters, yeah baby, and then you pass it And yeah, I wouldn't call it rappin Cause fly me, academy, you're speaking of the captain
2:] Why am I so in the Like joint bounce off Logic Pro Gimme more space, yards like they just got a hold or encroachment like you never know The soul burnin that's forever glow And I know how they taste, they slide my throat Yup, at the grill by my house and to the coach Lemon squeeze up on the side for this and broads That acknowledge I'm in college but somehow I'm broke And home is like it, there will never be When dudes say you suck but know they feel the breeze When see those rainbows between they And all the bullshit they found was pedigree Purebred/pure bread, but some times I find it to eat From out of all the studying, my nasty sleep But no voice, when your role is supposed to speak Looking in the mirror I'm itching to cop sneak Yeah, new hoes, like, every Yeah, they get to drill, the domin before they get to Yup, Eighties Baby t-shirts they get to keep I'm stacked from Alex and Geoff, thankfully And, my career on cause every time I hand it You this is gon' blowin I'm Lohan Too much blow in my And I be Sam But now I'm man And I stay on my to the finish Finish, I feel it bitch, every inch
Man, I think this feel a classic Grab your lighters, yeah baby, and you pass it And yeah, I wouldn't call it rappin Cause fly with me, academy, speaking of the captain Yeah, yeah the