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Uhm You know I been hot for at least 4 summers And you know what i mean it's been all burners Clusterfucks in all clusters, bust a bus with no busters Queer like boys with boy lovers Now they know that God touches us Swear on life they can't touch us, they can't outbest us They got ball but can't test us They say they ready for all this shit, but it still get messy Back 2 back no they shook We take flight when they book Straight up fire with no hook They send these threats but can't do it Say you got guns but can't shoot And you got minds that switch sides and got stuck at dumb side I evolved with all times Chased 2 hours like ruff ridders Got pained liked arthritis You all forgot no alzheimers Now my block is hot so i pop up with sun block You soft boys act hard but man it's all props Am from a place where the eke keeps their gun cocked They never hesitate to let the gun talk I bes about that life, still around it Y'all fucks don't need to doubt it Y'all niggaz gon need permission or teeth get missing We be that heat global warming house gas emission now listen I got the damn game in a chokehold Man, I'm bill-bagging like Frodo I snow em where they don go Shawty caught a lock like a froyo and still drop knees at the grotto Glory to the Father, 5 Our Fathers and Hail Marys Burn that grin and hail Mary Got hot sauce like peri peri Got that juice Maleek Berry Make change colour like Kate Perry hair I'm still the one that all these niggaz fear I'm still the hardest mo'fucka out there I'm still the hottest mo'fucka out here Owoati swagger no Cartier I been a problem I swear all these niggaz know about me Buh there ain't nothing they can do about me The way the racks be coming in I swear to God it's really so alarming I keep that paper fold nice my eyes on Origami Versace Versace I hardly ever care for it But the swag I got is clear cut, pick her at the airport Next scene she banging on the headboard I'm really trying less to use the F word Messing up network If you got the right circle lets work Remember your net worth is your network I run the city Ain't no doubt I got the leg work But all these niggas no dey hear word Blood, I Roll through the city of the valley of death Inhaler for breath Still old president re-elected But still till we neglect We just want the Rolly Patek I'm chasing the cheque I'm so into deep fucking the rest So give me a sec Stress more gets to the neck Get to recollect Bad decisions I never regret Pay attention Pay me respect They pay me a cheque When that's done then you can call me the best Till then I Stay deep in the word More than I can be All you do is swat stickers like a Natzi Still in a position that niggaz really can't be That's why them niggaz feeling angsty Blame it on the energy I've still got cake out the pantry Words coming in on all sides like a matzi See me on it, rappers tryna embarrass me I'm better'an anyone tha'would diss the Al-Haji Bad Mix