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No one in practice can guard me, so it's really nothing
How many times did they say I can't do it? Nah
How many times did I get in my bag and then I prove it
Yeah, dropping a ticket, I'll make it real back real quick
Yeah, hit that lick, I'm in my bag again
Spinnin' again, we spinnin' again, we spinnin' again
Said no new friends, said no new friends, said no new friends
Stack up a hundred, I do it again
Tryna get freaky with you and your friend
Do it alone, I don't need to pretend
Fucked up my line, let's do it again
Stack up a hundred, I do it again
Tryna get freaky with you and your friend
See, if you ain't my bitch, we can't make amends
Yeah, yeah, woah
How many times did they say I can't do it?
Yeah, how many times did I get in my bag and then I prove it?
Yeah, how many times, how many times, how many times
Said, how many more fucking times these niggas gon' doubt me, man? Damn
Fuck all that drama, say thanks to my mama for raising an artist
I really be gifted, my spirit uplifted
I ain't been to church in a minute, I know that he watching
Shazy be chasing them bags
Shazy outside, poppin' them tags
Yeah, I ain't from the rags, nor riches
I hate all these bitches that's watchin' my pocket
But I ain't gon' drop it
See, I gotta stop it
I gotta lock in
Yeah, woah
Droppin' the top on the people who had something bad to say
Ayy, fashionably late, but we pullin' up classy
Ayy, ayy, woah
How many times did they say I can't do it
Yeah, how many times did I get in my bag and then I prove it
How many times, how many times, how many times
How many times, how many times, how many times
I skipped school just to spit in a booth for a light pack, that shit was insane
Some hoes dubbed me when I came up, I ain't have shit to my name
How many times did I doubt myself when I quit this shit
But my cousin pulled me from the gutter