I've made it in the building
Straight g thing, double m g thing
Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building
The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living
Haters better duck like i'm passing a pond
A sinner not, i'm the building blocks, of which you want
Set up fire to the ceiling, wait fuck that set fire to the building
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
And the headrest had to have about eight thorns
Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,
My anger keeps building
Listen, these niggas is tripping
I'm building a foundation like a buildings sheathing
Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring
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