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I
told
them
I
was
sick
with
the
flow
One
day
you
going
to
have
me
on
repeat
I
isn't
stopping
till
I'm
sick
with
the
dough
I
caught
a
flu
blow
out
benjis
when
I
sneeze
Shorty
I'm
a
don
act
like
you
know
Ask
your
bet
you
money
that
she
know
me
Took
over
the
city
now
I'm
coming
for
the
globe
They
feel
it
more
when
you
killing
them
slowly
It's
all
in
your
eyes,
i
can
tell
from
your
approach
You've
been
plotting
on
a
scheme
trying
to
harm
me
And
I
hope
to
God
you
thought
I
came
alone
I
brought
the
squad
and
we
looking
like
an
army
Surely
I
overcame
the
odds
I
bet
it
all
on
greatness
I
Made
it
through
all
that
fake
shit
I
overcame
y'all
that
hatred
I
never
worried
about
placement
Cause
of
all
the
talent
I
was
blessed
with
Been
working
hard
just
to
make
it
Success
so
close
I
can
taste
it
Bes
all
on
my
page
Finessed
off
what
I
made
Ns
isn't
up
on
my
range
My
pockets
swollen
off
my
gains
I'm
only
here
to
get
paid
I
only
came
for
one
thing
Squeeze
racks
all
in
my
jeans
Me
and
my
team
came
for
that
ring
Something
about
winning
That
I'm
addicted
to
I'm
working
every
night
for
that
condo
with
the
view
All
I
ever
wanted
is
in
my
point
of
view
I
came
up
from
the
bottom
and
if
you
want
to
know
the
truth
Man
I
came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
to
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
to
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
Made
a
come
up
off
ambition
Said
I
came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
to
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
to
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
I'm,
addicted
to
winning
Came
up
off
ambition
Made
a
come
up
off
ambition
They
don't
want
me
up
in
my
zone
Zone
23
when
I
step
to
the
phone
Phone
Sprint
solo
alone
when
I
roam
Roam
Any
hood
I
feel
like
I'm
home
Only
the
real
feel
the
level
I'm
on
Sip
vodka
mixed
with
the
soda
Throw
my
own
shows
fk
a
promoter
Ns
priorities
all
out
of
order
Be
a
sheep
fk
around
and
get
slaughtered.
I'm
a
monster
Yea
yeah
Freddy
Krueger,
spit
like
a
rugar
Not
with
that
drama
No
no
But
for
what
I
love
I'm
turn
to
a
shooter
Always
known
I
was
blessed
I
made
it
through
moments
of
stress
Off
of
nights
I
invest
I'm
close
to
collecting
a
check
I
paid
all
my
debts
Come
correct
better
come
with
respect
I'm
the
plug,
who
plug
your
connect
Was
told
to
keep
pressing
my
foot
on
their
neck
And
apply
pressure,
never
let
up
Hit
ns
up
where
it
hurts
Phatten
my
pockets,
My
hustle
can't
knock
it,
the
reason
I
walk
with
a
smirk
I
put
in
my
work,
I
gave
it
my
worth
Succeeding
is
all
I
deserve
I'm
hooked
to
the
perks,
Been
winning
since
birth,
won't
stop
till
I'm
deep
in
the
dirt
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