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I'm like hold up bitch you gotta back up off me Give me 50 feet, get the trap up off me All y'all niggas give me heebie-jeebies Got me rollin round the city with the axe & coffin Like whoa Got a back up off me Got weight! Bitch, back up off me Demons, monsters, bitches, doubters All yall niggas gotta back up off me! Step to the side I did my time Yall just had all of yall hands on whats mine Bitch I rebuke you Devil's a lie I got the wave, you get washed by the tide Just got the 9 with that extension I might just point at yo shit for attention Nigga, its bye! You gotta die! I gotta do what it takes to survive (Weight! Yea!) Ever since I was a little girl, yea I knew the had the potential (Weight!) To be a killer nigga What the fuck you thought Yeah, that part of the story's essential Gone from my mental Y'all couldn't take what I been through Paid for all incidental Yeah, silly niggas you was thinking I was buried But I soared Now y'all gone wish that I died in the psych ward Y'all gone wish you could hide when the light's on Came back on em with the iron and the whiteboard Came back for it cuz its mine and its not yours Missed me, aha! I'm in a nice form All these labels, all these fables All these Cain and fuckin' Ables All you bottom feeding bitches stealin Scraps from under tables Y'all really didn't think that I would get it Thought a lil pressure was gone push me to the limit Bitch I died, bitch I cried Then I rose up cuz the suffering was written Now I'm daring any motherfucker feeling brave To make my day Nigga, just make it! Cuz I got Hatians, Asians, Jamaicans, anxious Shooters, movers, angels, waiting Spirit, power, patience, greatness Point blank period, nigga, confirmation Me and God had a real conversation He said get back on the occupation Then I went and took the lock and the combination Now I'm telling everybody the dream Now I'm sellin everybody the keys Now I'm telling everybody the scheme Y'all niggas bout die cuz of me Im like hold up bitch, you gotta back up off me Give me 50 feet get the trap up off me All y'all niggas give me heebie-jeebies Got me rollin round the city with the axe & coffin Like whoa! Got a back up off me Got weight! Bitch, back up off me Demons, monsters, bitches, doubters All yall niggas gotta back up off me! Step to the side I did my time Yall just had all of yall hands on whats mine Bitch I rebuke you Devil's a lie I got the wave, you get washed by the tide Just got the 9 with that extension I might just point at yo shit for attention Nigga, its bye! You gotta die! I gotta do what it takes to survive (Weight!)