This my album, and when your parents try to come around
But im not fucking around, im giving the beat a pound
But i ain't giving up. i'll put up a fight.
You see dem boys sign me to the scope right
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
And i'll tell you some more, i'd like to give you a tour
I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Not giving a shit because im too dyamn surreal,
Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here
Bitches giving me dome like a glass sphere.
We put a wreath on niggas' career
Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.
Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
Tryna stand out nigguhs giving hand outs like a substitute
But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route
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