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Yesterday my parents told me to clean my room
Boo hoo im not cleaning my fucking room
Its like trying to sweep the carpet with a freaking broom
It aint gonna happen it aint gonna work
All I do watch bitches twerk
Getting money is all I do
All these people hating from the flip side
Man I got the rip tide
Don’t get upside down
John wayne all these people looking like clowns now
Tell me who got the style top the chow
Get boarder right now turn down
Ugh im too high haters burnt out
Rep for my city its all on my back
They switch up the reps when they hear me on track
Yeah im the best just stating the facts
No need to critic what I lay on the track
Yeah I get money
See me on tv
Ride out my rhyme I made it look easy
You couldn’t see me even if your looking 3d
Three’s and one
I did it first like ray j
You can say I got sweet tooth
Ay day is a pay day
May day may day
Spitting bullets killing careers
Ay k take it back and then leave them hanging

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