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My flows so sick it need a day off,
Im dickin the boss, I wont get laid off,
Im fly as an Indian got my legs crossed,
Im talkin feathers,
Whatever
Engineer check my levels,
And I just gas it foot to the petal,
Im just a bastard,
If she open better smash it,
Dont be surprised if she shake whatcha baggage?
Yall so garbage they ask what I am and I tell em not average,
Uh its a miracle,
I look in the mirror and go Im the man I need to be
Oh its so spiritual,
On the path to reach my dreams,
Passin clouds, tuck my thing in the crowds make em think before they make they move,
Knock the king off ya chess board,
Make ya lose, take your queen, make her scream, make her squirm, watch her turn a shady 180
Thought ya play me,
Now ya lady is my baby and she wanna have my baby but its bad bitch obey me.
If it dont pay me I dont touch it like its rabies,
I throw up the peace like the logo on mercedes,
Knew this hoe named merc edes she was boppin like crazy till she popped outta baby,
Now she young and she dumb and she dont know what to do,
So she leave him with her grandma, move to the next dude,
I cannot respect you,
Go fly on a wet broom and fall off ya witch,
I wish life had a switch and it could go slower,
So I could just chill and still get my dough up
They talk and Im like so what,
He not on my level yeah ya boyfriend betta grow up,
If youre from the bay then yeah you should know us,
These haters are a migraine,
These rappers are behind me,
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For me to be where youre at youd have to rewind me,
Remind me, why Im married to the mic,
Im the light in the night,
Uh oh so accurate,
Passionate,
Not to mention to get ya girl on the mattress,
And Im smashin this,
Even though Im seeing no cash in this,
Eventually Im tryin to be rich as the bentley,
Im mentally prepared for the worst, prayin for the be st,
Yes.
Whoooo, lemme take a breather real quick,
Okay Im back,
Im in my fresh white beater,
If she want me to beat then I just might beat her,
Well I guess I could be sweeter,
Treat her like a diva,
If she aint fuckin good then Im a fuckin leave her,
I like my pussy bald, bald like a eagle,
I like my chips fat big bag of doritos,
And when that bag pop they gon flock like seagulls,
Keep faith in god never the next man,
Even ya best man who was there for your blessins will fuck your wife and get you arrested,
Test it if you want to,
Dont say I didnt warn you,
Ask why I do it Im a say I was born to,
Anyway, I never sold lemonade,
In the 7th grade I was scalpin tickets at the giants games,
Now I am fame,
That was out my reach like a flyin plane,
Now its close like jelly on toast,
I used to rob folks like somali pirates,
Now I feel rich chicks like miley cyrus
Im ready to shoot like a fighter pilot
After the lou like the lous before me,
Stop listenin to rap cause yall rappers is borin,
Roach Gigz man 2010,
I got this shit