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Ain't got a pot to piss in
But they steady mock the vision
How I got a lot of misses
They talking bout shots
Not shots wit bitches
And I still got precision
But all the opps is missin'
Not to mention
Every time I rhyme my mind gets apocalyptic
Now that we changing the subject
You know that we thuggin'
You going through something
We throwing out hundreds
We are not the same
like we got two different budgets
My drip is disgusting
My squad is better when we step out in public
This isn't fascist this is just fashion
Always politics even Banana Republic
They criticize the patience
But don't compliment the greatness
They ignore the content
But content with the cadence
They say boring
They say I'm basic
Got a clean record
Even my gun is stainless
Took my beatings got back up and earned my seating
Concerned why I let them talk down on me I got my reasons
Karma comes back around every season
They say two wrongs don't make a right
But it make it even
This is for them hoe niggas
This is for them hoe niggas
This is for them
This is for them
This is for them
This is for them
This is for them hoe niggas
I don't fuck with hoe niggas
I fuck with hoes, nigga
Two fucks I don't give em
In the dark I glow, nigga
What else I got show niggas
Did it all on the low, nigga
I'm so double O, NBA arena's my shows, nigga
Y'all cap on them phones, nigga
She said, poppy, you so different
Designed in my own clothes
Y'all got dry grass, no hoes, nigga
I'm blowin' up back and my flow is immaculate
This ain't no accident, I'm so what's happenin
Puttin' the O in the map and we killin' anything