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Pardon me
But there ain't much that you can offer me
Come get it from the source
I ain't gonna let nobody talk for me
Nigga look around
Why you never where the bosses be?
Motherfuck the other side
And we just right across the street
The price is the price baby
That's just what it cost see
You really trying to get this game
Then that's gonna be a larger fee
Shot clock running out
They gonna get the ball to me
Them wins feel different
When you know how bad them losses be
Fuck is you saying
Most these niggas sound lost to me
I don't talk for free
The fit so crazy I gotta hold the joint awkwardly
Cause trust me I'd be fucking up my day
If I got ashes on this varsity
You just being who you was taught to be
But all that imitation ain't flattering to me
That shit is larceny
I know I know it's harsh of me
I had to dead her when she said
Her favorite Wayne album was Tha Carter three
You can't teach taste
Some of y'all good but we need greats
This rap shit is just a deep state
I put myself in a unique place
And swept the series when the stakes was high
This ain't no sweepstakes
She moving like she want me in it for a week straight
I feel like Vybz Kartel with the bleached face
It's like a full time job trying to keep faith
Everything a nigga scribe is a keep sake
Saint