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Woah, Woah woah woah woah
Hey
Two percs in
Three percs in
Either way it go I'm finna put the work in
I flew into LAX, Bibby pulled up in a Benz
Three weeks later, we in New York, rockin Gucci, settin' trends
I would wear contacts, but I love Versace lens
How you hatin' outside when you can't even get in?
I just counted twenty bands, time to blow it in the wind
Did it all on my own, so It's still f*ck a friend
I don't owe nobody shit, don't call me bitch call it quits
Treat my dick just like your pride, hoe, you better swallow it
I need me a fly bitch, flyer than a pilotless
You know I be high, bitch, higher than a pilotless
If you ain't talkin' money, then the conversation over with
Yeah, bitch, the conversation over with
Yeah, I put ten up on my f*ckin' wrist
Yeah, now it's time to go f*ck your bitch
Yeah, Ben 10 on the watch
I'ma transform you hoes like a damn Autobot yeah
Aye, can that kid ever stop?
No, no, he's gonna climb the way to the top yeah!
I'm not sure, I don't give a f*ck, bitch
Run up on me, I'ma leave you in the dirt
Yeah, I'm not sure
Bitch I got a choppa .45 now that's gon' hit you in your shirt yeah, I'm not sure
In the studio cooking up shit for my fans in the burbs yeah, I'm not sure
I got Spider Worldwide all up on my f*ckin' shirt
Yeah I'm not sure
Now I'm screamin' free Jeffrey til he home, yeah, his music help me work
Yeah, I'm not sure
God made the blueprint, now I just gotta get to work
Yeah, I'm not sure
How I'ma manage this shit Yeah, I'm seventeen with no
Yeah, I'm not sure
Yeah, my parents in the grave, now I'm screamin' rest in peace til its
Yeah, I'm not sure
Up at late night lost in my head yeah, I'm off the earth, yeah
I'm not sure
But what I really know, never trust a hoe yeah, they ain't worth it
I'm not sure
Building my spaceship, yeah, I'm gon' blast off this earth yeah
I'm not sure
Going through space, making it back to my home planet
Yeah, I'm not sure
Like Kanye West, I could never go miss a day of church
Yeah, I'm not sure
Praying to the Lord cause I know he gon' help me make it work Yeah, I'm not
Yeah, I'm gon' ball my way up to the top
Throwing elbows in the paint, yeah, I can never stop
I see right through Satan's little game
F*ck the industry shit, I just want the fame
I just want the bands so I can make a name
Yeah, I'll change the world, bitch, yeah, I'll change this place