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Upside, downside, inside, and outside Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt Okay, the last thing that my ego needs is rappin' on a Preemo beat I'm tryna P-O-P and reach the T-O-P, you bitch That was Velvet days, now I'm a Don like Quixote, you bitch And to my skeptics, I sing, "Fuck you" like I'm CeeLo Green, you bitch Won't catch me begging for a seat, I built my own damn table Distribute this myself, I built my own damn label Like Hov, they tell me that I gotta quiet down, it's gettin' old But I never really was too good at doin' what I'm told I'm disobedient, I'm driving on the median I'm only tryna wife you if you got a Wikipedia Thе media is full of mirages, that shit disgust me But you'rе bound to eat some lies when your curiosity's hungry I'm making a million monthly off of songs (Yeah) How are you a worker, but you claiming you a boss? It don't add up I got way in more in my head than what my bank account may show So I'm just waitin' for the universe to catch up Life's a mashup full of blessings (Blessings) I feel like God's gift, 'Cause every time I drop, I gotta bond with the hot shit I'm fillin' up the soul, that's why I'm fillin' up the pockets Plus, I wrote a book, that's why I'm fillin' up the conscience Tony Gonzalez, I'ma play forever (Yeah) I've been married to the music, I just hope we stay together Unlike my mom and dad did Only thing I'm scared of in this life is being average Harvard business school accepted me, I'm taking classes I'm tryna keep my mind sharp Workin' on my cardio, that's why I'm tryna climb charts Don't know where the lines are, that's why you got smacked up I don't hang fine art, I just hang my plaques up I'm so beyond thankful, I'm so grateful Black Porsche, white Ghost, my garage is interracial My house looks like a five-star resort with a five-star spa That's why these women comin' through and gettin facials I'm too timeless, my crew's violent I keep my love life my bank account, and my next move private I try to use my past as a reference (I do) But the media don't want me to Evolve, so they gon' use it as my residence So fuck y'all, most of y'all been died off (Off) I promise that success is an inside job People losin' to themselves, that's why my sound is so special 'Cause I'm the rap Napoleon, I help you outwit the devil And I got ladies like D'Angelo (Woo) Her pussy sweet, it taste like cantaloupe I stand up for the truth, even if that means that I stand alone Like a bunch of pig men hatin', all because of pigmentation White racists is what inflicts this nation Of course, there's gonna be a lot a indignation Greatest of all time, yeah, that's gotta nice ring to it (Mwah) And my ship never came to the shore, I had to swim to it, stupid Inside and outside Hittin' you, hittin' you from every, every, angle There's no doubt, there's no doubt, there's no doubt Upside, downside, inside, and outside Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt
Writer(s): Robert F. Diggs, Clifford Smith, Russell T. Jones, Dennis David Coles, Corey Woods, Lamont Hawkins, Roger Troutman, Jason S. Hunter, Gary E. Grice, Russell James Vitale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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