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Something for the

I'm the type to a hotel room just to feel at home
I'm the type to rent a room just to be alone
I got an issue with people they like what they don't
Please don't up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own
Please don't try to pretend like you it real, though
Yeah it's that you got a lotta money
But that doesn't buy you skills, though
I don't if I am on the billboards
On a spree
I'm about to kill
Got a on
You a mill' for
I what you people even live for?
I write raps, you steal yours, oh (haha)
We getting warmed up
Yeah, I I was coming, I warned you
So close to the
I feel like ride on my tour bus
You wanna know I do in my downtime?
They to my fortress
I for all the corpses
It's a right now
But I haven't had to put the rappers in the coffins
We ain't talked in like six
Why you writing me
I just 100k down
Just to keep the brand right, now (that's real)
I bragging about the money
I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the account
Or the amounts
I'm a man
But don't my money
I don't play
Lights out the mics out
to hit the West Coast
Hype
I put a record out
What you think I'm pipe down?
Nah, been looking for a beat
what I found, woo
I everything is coming out of my mouth
Tried to me, yeah, I ain't had the right sound
Oh, yeah,
me what you think now
Two in the bag
I done, though
coming next year?
Let me hear the roll
Don't
wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing?
Imma hit you my iPhone
I
I'm a out of hand now
I ain't for a handout
You didn't like what I was doing year
Which is funny 'cause you lookin' a fan now
Are you a fan
I kinda miss broke
Now let me go to my old days
When I used to walk high school
And out my CD in hallways
I told all my teachers that I'd be a
They smiled and looked at me, "Okay, that's a nice dream, but you better get a real job."
"Mmm, no way."
Yeah I what you dreamin'
I do this while I'm sleepin'
I ain't the type that bring up your name for nothing
But please, don't give me a
I'm on the now
I playin' with you
Never really been a fan of pictures
I'm just honest, yeah
take it with you
Shows out
Better get tickets, oh Lord!
I got a love for the
I can't express what it feels
Sometimes I wonder if it's even real
Sometimes I look at the and think about how I got here in the first place
You the glove is my birthplace
I don't be rude
But I get you on my worst days
Say for me
Do it all the
Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin'
Last year like, "Who am I?"
Now this year like, "You the guy."
Here's a little for your car rides
If they I fell off
all lied
Yeah, you know the
Better
Yeah it's Music
the day we die
Yah!