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Get dat money
Motherfucker, I’m gully
Mo’ money, mo’ problems
So, I don’t got it
Nah, just playin’ Get it by the pound
Stay on top like the English crown
No doubt I’m bound
Destined for greatness
Goin’ Apeshit
Takin’ over your town
And I don’t even need to pop no rounds
You’re chop liver, I’m a starving hound
Fuck all you protestors
I’m a future one-percenter
I am shinin’, on my grind
And it is only getting better
Hah!
When it comes to rap, I am the messiah
You’re on the moon? Well, I’m way higher
Flyer than a suit on Richard Pryor
I’m nastier than slimer
I’m Wolverine, you’re Stryker
Yeah
Out for revenge
No doubt
Keep me eyes open like a steak-out
Flow so hard that I literally break ground
I spit hard shit, nigga, don’t get hurt
Used to be edge, now I’m off dat purp
Kiss the ring first
Or you will get murked
And your body used to fertilize dirt
Fuck your raps, you stay generic
Like a bearded terrorist
This game is my inheritance
Don’t you dare embarrass it
Or best believe
You will feel the wrath of my disease
Please
Don’t got time, but I do got steez
Even got your grandma on her knees
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