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I don't do tren The only thing I cycle is a pen Let that thing bleed like menstrual overnight I became the top ten by fighting with my demons like Jin Oh, trust me baby, I am the crème de la crème Hip hop is my girl, and you are all her simp's son I father you The chance of me being a real rapper was improbable Now they're looking at my power level like, "Impossible" Haha, you thought you had me figured out You're stuck in your WAZE; I took a different route They say I sound like so-and-so Alright, cool Now hear me out Until I become an all-star, like Smash Mouth in the Astro Lounge Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb With a finger and her thumb, in the shape of an "L" on her forehead Well, the years keep coming and going I just keep growing and growing, growing it like a ch-ch-chia pet They say I'm next up, but I believe that I'm the best one yet Which is why I solo queue in this rap game I squad-wipe estrogen-filled mains These rappers barely make sense like Boomhauer But me? I became the king of the hill, without selling propane And I can do it for like 13 seasons When I get on a track, I give them 13 reasons To weaken their allegiance with demons And read Ephesians with heathens in different regions And find a meaning in Jesus Write a thesis, get a degree and become a deacon Speak as the voice of reason until you're martyred like Stephen Good Lord, I can see their confidence sinking As soon as I start speaking, all the fiends start tweaking Breaking out into lesions, might take a trip out to Sweden And tell Spotify to stream it, or we're going to start beefing Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb With a finger and her thumb, in the shape of an "L" on her forehead Because the years keep growing and growing Growing and growing, said The years keep growing and growing Growing and growing, and the years keep Growing and growing, growing and growing What did we benefit Look at the stuff we been dealing with Gave yo heart on a guest pass I was expecting a membership Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
Writer(s): Norman Sanchez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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