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Same old shit, just a different day I'm coming for the crown, the fuck a nigga say? Los And I'm the best rapper alive! Before I pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog Look like I photshopped that bitch and took the roof off Damn Los you go too hard These rappers acting like Lebron, how you play with the Heat and scared to shoot dawg! Rappers fake, it's pathetic, matching them bets, taking my credit Niggas get blasted away and beheaded Bitch that crown ain't safe cause I said it I got my shovel I'm coming, don't stumble I got you a big fucking tomb I ain't got no deal but I'm building a bedroom Cause I got some shit coming soon Man I'm raining on them bitches, Travis Porter, turn them lights out You beating round the Bush, like Travis Barker at the White House I'm so deep in that top 5, I can't find out the kid number Jay gonn have to call big momma, Ye gonn have to call his big brother They gonn have to have a discussion, Yea they best at discussing Jay you better find that nigga, go sign that nigga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh Magnificent is old, excellent is boring Some niggas call this amazing, I call it this morning All yellow diamonds in my purple drop She give me brains I come to live, bitch I'm urkle pop Think outside the box, I'm frozen beware I'm packin that tray but I'm too cold to be square Ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray, The tray sits inside the box, here's your lesson for today, Ok, when you're this cold and you ain't in a nice mood, You put square niggas in a box, ice cube. I like sexy women, fast cars, nice views Sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes 'These old things? ' She said 'yes dear, but when did they come out? ' I'm like 'bitch, next year! ' Note to the rap game 'nobody call next here, Or I'm a snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here' And to XXL: 'Fuck could a nigga say?, Ya'll did the same old shit, jus a different day' Get this straight, I'm no Freshmen More like the Principal, there's no question Run this school and niggas don't test him But it's the principle that I'm stressing Question: 'When ya'll talk about the best, how don't you mention me? ' I ain't on a bench, I'm the benchmark of my century Eventually I'm a show you rappers just pussy Cause the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good
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