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(Future-proof yourself)
(Tacky ass, off brand, at home drinkin', V-Neck wearin', mother-)
They don't like my Output or my Outlook
I'm an Apple guy anyway, New York's renegade
Been afraid to engage in it, slow at the beginning
Touch of the chameleon, Erick got no ceiling
No drive? Shit's still power steering
No interference, no weak deterrents
We should be concerned about how we tune our spirit
Instead we get embarrassed
How weak is your marriage in the image of perfection?
When we strive for investments
We all can't be rich, that's just natural selection (that's right)
I know that hurt a couple of my brethrens, damn
Hey, it's all love, I don't do this slow stuff
I was really broke, nigga, I don't need to grow up
Had roaches in my kitchen, Ramen Noodles in my cup
When I turned 18 is when I really (turned up)
Before my neighborhood was gang-gang shit
A bunch of us ran home, they were home scrambling
Out scamming, him and his whole family
And then that wasn't random, it's more like a standard
Now I'm building fandom, I'm top 10 if I could advance it
10 years ago, man, they wouldn't even chance it
Vocabulary, that's verbal enhancement
Oh, it's very scary if you gotta bring your mans in
Loaded up a semi, take a photo, now he dancing
And they saying Architect is soaking up the bandwidth
I can change the settings, we can settle all the damage
Done shows while these other hoes canceling (sorry!)
If I'm the best, say the shit, don't gas it
Misspell my name and you finna get yo' ass kicked
More for the masses, I reach for them classics
I'm used to them tactics, I move so
Oh, from the musket to the missile
To avoid collision, I pop another pistol
I smoke the nigga with you, ask homie to assist you
Fast forward, where you going? I'll convince you (where you going?)
You got the strength, get some other people with you
No excuse if you present in the physical