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I Come from bad circles where ni**as a plot on you
Haters hate an size on you my ni**as a pop on you
Chicken scratch, pumping my pen an my style on you
Got ya head bopping is it my beat or my flow soulful
Whole costal I know you, I’m tryna raise up from my local
Brooklyn city I told you, I’m buzzing now I got a gold tooth
And I gotta be social, my ni**as love me I’m the go to
Motherf*cker they love I keep it real but I done told you
Who the poser motherf*cker show me
I did this on my lonely slowly making tunes an I build a buzz as a little shorty
Surely I been working hard
I’m tryna ignite my flows and flows
And get my skill up to a rapping god
I Just hustle my way to the top cuz I got to
Cuz I be doing my thing
I don’t got no limit so wait….
Tell me why you hate though
Cuz I be doing my thing
Cuz I be doing my thang….
Everything is really factual
So bad for you mother suckers
Who talk all that gibberish now it’s stuck on you
Niggas won’t even fuck wit you
Now ya luck is invalid to
Everything that you worked so hard simply just turned they back on you
Back in tune in a rappin tune
Every breath is a rap in loop
If you get it, it baffles you
Dissed you and you ain’t notice who
Hmmp
Got you stuck in a maze
My lyric scheme got you think back rewind what I say
I feel so lame in my brain, when I was stuck in the stage
And wasted time wit these bitches that just got in my way
Never did shit for me always got in my face
Tried to fight me like a ni**a what the fuck is the case
Am I dealing wit a hoe-ish broad
Or slut bitches think they know it all
Or should I shut my mouth and igg it all
Or chris brown all these fucking broads
Or blow the top off of my roof until I kill over and meet my god
I Just hustle my way to the top cuz I got to
Cuz I be doing my thing
I don’t got no limit so wait….
Tell me why you hate though
Cuz I be doing my thing
Cuz I be doing my thang….
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