Throwing you off making you drool
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Making my brain hard to rhyme
Save some, save none at the same time
I was born to do the damn thing
And verbally swears the count in making
The mess you've been making.
Why not me the same thing
Making harvest highly anticipated
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
About what they're not making
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
Just wait this is history in the making.
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