Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd
Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round
Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount
And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy
But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around
Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.
Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional
10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single
Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle
Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle
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