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I been the king like the fuck crown that’s shit is watered down
Did yaa y’all favor like Vader said I’m ya father now
Y’all Charlie Brown with that 2 dollar sound
Worthless And I know I work in this fucking circus
But y’all some clowns
Don’t get it twisted these rappers on my shit list And even with the triple X lax they still couldn’t spit shit
I switch hit
Y’all bout to witness
It’s over fences
Don’t playboy
Like Easter Sunday give yo chick the business
That I built myself and I’m still myself
Dog if I was you I wouldn’t feel myself
I would kill myself
No stee no swagger no drip
No soul
No more biting flows
No more trying to spit
This is it
If I can’t get verse
It can’t get worse
Cause his fans don’t understNd my thirst
He got a gift and a curse
Plus he handsome
In pants and shirts
How he raps his words
He gassing and that’s for sure
You my little Betty bop bitch rocking maboliene
Rap ain’t made for queens
Everyday I scheme
Wonder if god will come And save a king
I reign supreme fuck the industry dog
These kids is lost
I been the boss
Till I finish me off
I’m living large on some big pun
With the big guns
Capitol punishment I’m running it
Get ya shit spun
Just Like some meth heads
Snorting shards for breakfast
I’m reckless
Just cause it’s fuck a bitch don’t mean I’m sexist
To all my X’s
Just watch me bless this
I’m getting tested
I only swim in waters shark infested
Said ima get rich
I manifest it
When life get hectic
I don’t act desperate
Ite reck shit
Just for record
Hit off the press straight out new mex bitch
The kid a mogul
It’s either rap or work for TMobile
Fuck that I speak global
It’s the freak Lobo
That came to eat cholos
With weak promos
I said It want it all that’s y todo
I’m flpping the script like acrobatic kids
Imagine this me on a acid trip
Locked in the Vatican
Panicking
Damaging everything in path n shit
Getting blasted till I’m blacked tf out drunk
Even God can’t be mad at him
I’m back to win skippy pack your shit
Say I’m the man again
What y’all think the cat can’t rap
Cause my skin ain’t African
Guess what I mastered it
So fly that I’m crashing shit
Like the 9 1 1
That ain’t no accident
Rap demolition man I planned for this
I’m landing hits
Like Mike Tyson
Ain’t hard to tell who the savage is
Till I’m living lavish
I know my haters can’t handle this
The question isn’t can I spit
It’s are you a man or a bitch