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Woo, as always you already know who it is It's the one and only, F, K, Yeah Yeah Tanny Flipz, notorious How can I weather this, I'm tryna better this Too many bitches in my section, feel like an arsonist I'm throwing flames when I open mouth I'm showing off my rizz, she ain't know I was a rapper Now can't get enough of this, like I ain't do it for my ex Tell me what makes you so special All you wanna do is take a couple photos for your gram I ain't never been a dealer, think I'm starting today Baby, you wanna hold a position you ain't qualified Say you down to ride but your actions speaking different to me Couldn't hold it further than the budget your allotted So a cheap bitch, for the cost of goods I'm getting cutty from yah So what's your value to the next man say No attachments like my father showed me no relations I put the focus on my life internal renovations Think you worthy of my time I see no constellations But I'm holding drive like a Cullinan Think that you falling in, showing you levels Precious time I ain't giving to yah whoa I found my lane now I'm sticking to it whoa Thought you couldn't take an L from me yeah Now your friends who they tryna cuff whoa Now it's apparent that they steered you wrong Cause on them late night cruises Who they bumping through your speaker Is it me, or them niggas who claimed better then And I ain't mad at yah, play your role how you wanna play it on 'em I'm tryna show you gifted but life you lead so venditive I couldn't stand your mouth, the attitude you carry Got me questioning the long term You talkin' bout these hors d'oeuvres Like ima cover bill, baby be for real Hit the block button you ain't sociable, short of coachable You carry skewed views, ain't a piece of meat for your misuse I follow signs well, I ain't need me a blues clues Don't save hoes, leave 'em to the side of my main dish I juggle em you clowning, like I couldn't replace That's your mistake I'm high value nigga Look at the plays that I ran in the past few months Ain't have to switch styles And now I got 'em waiting in the palm of my hands Told you the plans like a week ago, Ima follow through Bitch I refuse just to be another mark in your book When I'm one of one, couldn't find a nigga that could level this Too many nights with this treble, bitch I'm heaven sent Precious time I ain't giving to yah whoa I found my lane now I'm sticking to it whoa Thought you couldn't take an L from me yeah Now your friends who they tryna cuff whoa Now it's apparent that they steered you wrong Cause on them late night cruises Who they bumping through your speaker Is it me, or them niggas who claimed better then And I ain't mad at yah, play your role how you wanna play it on 'em
Writer(s): Elvin Almonte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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