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Yeah
You look nice
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Uh
Look
There's shit I got to atone for and make amends
But Niggas love makin' your success 'bout them
Like I ain't do all this without no pen
Niggas call you Brother when it benefit them
Then keep you close, if you pop, they win
Then write you off, if they don't think you can
Any body bad mouth got hell on they hands
I'm good with words, and can work with my hands
I went solo, I like to work by myself
Niggas makin' up stories, they ain't got nothin' else
With that imagination, you should think for yourself
You should do what you say you did for me for yourself
Men think they word hold more weight than it do
If women heard your voice, they wouldn't know it was you
These same niggas been uneasy, I told you
And y'all keep askin' known liars if it's true
A few of yall unknowingly on the wrong side
Most of ya'll willfully let fuck shit slide
I'm gettin' high, smokin' on top five tonight
Drinkin' good, there might not be a next time
Niggas say they got me, nobody get me
Keep women around, niggas too shifty
Everybody iffy, hands up like "pick me"
I'm a hundred feet tall, these people Pygmies
Chosen one, like God hand picked me
Ride around the city like, 'come and get me', uh
Big age niggas, havin' roundtables bout me
No PR is bad PR, they wanna clout me
From my reigh, I see how you live, that's where the drought be
Yeah, and you see it too, that's why you tout me
Ain't nobody talkin' you up, don't talk down on me
Ain't nobody lookin' you up, don't look down on me
I.N.T.L. Reau, y'all back home, plottin' against me
Look in the mirror, God don't like ugly
Don't mince my words, don't mix my drinks
Speakeasy with tequila in me, benaki mami
Few of yall unknowingly on the wrong side
Most of ya'll willfully let fuck shit slide
I'm gettin' high, smokin' on top five tonight