So many sore losers tryna talk to me Y'all need to focus on winning, focusing on me
Thirteen in Portugal, that's arena talk You still on your Training Day, you Ethan Rappers with your get quick scheme gimmicks Instead of hating you should on your sixteenth minute We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen I'ma be around forever like a Springsteen I'm just bathing in success, yeah I rinse with it I put my best foot forward a Nowitzki pivot I got blitzkrieg They ain't wastin' no But I wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind a lie, I be snappin' That's my fault, I'm to people spreadin' lies about me hatin' and judging For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of clout Shit's been stressful, I need some pretty hoes with some mouth Put my in the South, 10K square feet Name your favorite now, let's play "where's he?" Probably chasin' a hit, probably in LA paying for likes, probably paying for plays Probably owns a Corolla, but rents the Aventador Business furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?" Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on I got angels all around me, can keep on sinnin' 'Cause ain't no way y'all are up my light light I spent two million just on taxes, light light
In hindsight, I was all along, life of a don Writin' songs, all those hooks were a to get on You gotta see it way it happens, yes yes I'ma be the greatest, I won't settle for next Got your girl in her birthday suit, that's dressed Plus she girls too like Ellen DeGeneres First class that's how I'm flyin' SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm treatment, ooh this life so good White skin, can't believe that I got friends in the hood I know the love songs and throw y'all off Don't give a fuck your face tats, we know y'all soft People we know with face got them for a reason You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' now A lot of rappers using to teach how A lot of OD'ed that you don't read 'bout 'Cause they follow rappers, they just follow fiends now But I'm the bad guy for it out I in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out I only get in when I say the truth Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you Do your before you try and speak on my name Rappers wearing CZs and leasing the The beats classic, I amaze I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay Fuck the of society, I saved myself Even after all the millions bitch, I myself I still take my mom with me, Bugus still right New people think my buzz got here in a Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy I eat Nigerian, save some for me Yeah, lot of y'all I coulda hit But I'm the type to the pussy to stay home and cut a hit Never fuck a at her house, she got exes I bought a crib, I got guns, I got exits Cameras at the Try if you to told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you" I'm an idol, people me like Billy Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, people treat me Drizzy the studio with me Set up shop in the I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then flop like Belly There ain't shit you can me, you can save that shit Fake convos before favors, I that shit Yesterday turned a 150, 000 I ain't trippin' it I get that every like allowance my independent catalog Fuck these rec league rappers battle 'Bron in your lane, this is big business Move bitch, get back Chris Bridges I remember only sellin' like six Now I make the girls crazy like Sid I coulda played it different, coulda silenced all my buddied up with rappers for the sake of looking cool But not in me to be fake, I can't do it I can see it, man this game is translucent They the truth for the headline drama Clicks create traffic, traffic creates The believe it, they ain't up on game yet Smooth rides as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn) Controversy is currency, is clout That's why my haters my name in their mouth are hopeless, this is a decade of devotion It's to stop my movement when I'm already in motion ain't luck, this is by design I had to work in the for my light to shine A lot of people are dope, they just quit too A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got too soon (damn) My confidence plus my is just a mirror for some It them to look around and see what they haven't done That's a for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves Judging every move I make, distractin' yourselves You do this shit too if you wanted But you would rather sit around and bitch and make Oh well, yourself, be miserable I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, the visual I saw coming in my hoodie with the plaid flannel I bet on myself, I had to gamble I feel like I'm god, half mammal Bitch I turned my life into the Travel I'm not home, I'm in With heated floors and the beds the soft foam It's like clockwork watching sore poke their heads out Every time I big myself up, get stressed out I'm the best out, yeah I it Self-made millionaire, you know what's up the credits I'm the out, yeah I said it Self-made millionaire, you know up with the credits
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