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Unwelcomed Society
Um, I gotta rap like I'm um, uh, okay, okay
Yeah, uh
Visions of insanity, the vanity I had is over
Back in October I was screaming sober
Hold me over, Kobe with the wrist flick
Passion lifts the best shit out the mud
Roddy Ricch, kamikaze bodying
Simple flows turn to pimping oh
Turn the stereo up a notch, botched your last verse
And the one before
Hundred swords swarming in my backfat
That gat
Better go away homie, don't bother me
I know probably, I will be the greatest to do it
Quit misconstruing the movement
Blue in the face due to problems two years old
Affected by the masses, glasses ain't helpin' none either
Uh, I've been known to ether
Lever pushed down on the soul region
I had hope, even confidence the right decision would be made
All I need is to decay, all I see is green berets
I don't need to do the race, this gun full of rusted clips
While I'm muttering, I feel the tug at strings
Some of them are broken, I no longer sing
For the lost boys, I can see what is to cost boy
Lyrics so annoyed, they been countering
Lyrics so fake that they're counterfeit
You will not amount to him
You don't have a hand of gems, you will not amount to him
You will not amount to shit
Uh, just keep it goin', dawg
Just keep it, just keep, uh, keep it goin', dawg
Uh, yeah, keep it goin', dawg
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
I'm not playin' tennis with these motherf*ckers
You can put the ball on your court and leave me alone
Word to Flipp Dinero
Everybody say that Robby gettin' DeNiro
Word to the Rob
Honestly, I just feel like a
A goddamn kebab
Cause I'm so full of shit and I
Flow on ten thousand, maybe a billion
What you talk about me for
I'm not a chameleon, dawg
I don't know what you been reppin
Everybody steppin' to the legacy
Honestly, I just feel like I been spittin' so self-repetitively
Jesus, I'm the best to do it
Motherf*ckers say that Robby is blue in the face and misconstruin' the movement