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Me and my brothers we get to the paper all that really matters we put this shit first

Countin me out, I was the underdog kinda crazy that shit was reversed

I ask my mother like "What do you want, you want the Chanel or the Gucci Purse"

**** I hop on the beat and I spit my life, bro I don't gotta rehearse

Makin' these bands off DistroKid, saving and investing shit

Back in the day I was stressed and shit

Up a lil 20 ball on my teacher I don't give a fuck bout a test and shit

Yeah, I gotta be humble but sometimes I just be showing it off

Yeah, you bad as hell but you kind of annoying and that shit just be throwing me off

Like "Black how the fuck you be rapping like that" I really just be rollin' it off

If I feel like you getting too close I'll probably just ghost and closing it off

Reason to get paper that's really the main goal

She be looking like a main goal

I don't really be outside I don't fuck with **** don't go where I can't go

Why the fuck would I lie, **** know that I always try

Really never sober I don't be on earth so never look at me in my eye

**** pressed cause I'm going up, I brush them right off, bust them like a fly

I'm the type of **** I just leave and shit, I won't even tell you goodbye

I won't tell you goodbye, go ghost like Casper, I'm the master

Do you slide me that I'm probably fucking your friend like right after

I'm just living my life and really playing by the code

Get smarter as I'm getting old

Freak shawty put her hands like right on my pants like damn I ain't know you was bold

Don't even call me your money dude, I could never be your buddy dude

Only like her if she kind of rude, but don't do too much I'm not in the mood

I told my brother "Don't crash, we smart"

Never heard nobody get close to your heart

Shit on yall **** not talking no fart

Stayed to myself and I waited my part

Yo

Me and my brothers we get to the paper all that really matters we put this shit first

Countin me out, I was the underdog kinda crazy that shit was reversed

Ask my mother like "What do you want, you want the Chanel, Lou, the Gucci Purse"

**** I hop on the beat and I spit my life, bro I don't gotta rehearse

Makin' these bands off DistroKid, saving and investing shit

Back in the day I was stressed and shit

Up a lil 20 ball on my teacher I don't give a fuck bout a test and shit

Yeah, I gotta be humble but sometimes I just be showing it off

Yeah, you bad as hell but you kind of annoying and that shit just be throwing me off