I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king
Of not giving a fuck, and fucking the listing
But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy
Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy
Giving you my two cents, these days is a nuisance
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Set precedents for giving a hundred percent/
I broke mama heart with no college
My motto is: chicago, bitch
And i got a little big, keep it low key
Dominating, giving a valedictory,
For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money
Y’all giving thugs some guidance, it’s a sharp mentality,
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