Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate
We' ve got opportunities to create
Say she like my style but i talk too fast
Been jacking up random answers; fact
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
I been i feeling like, i'm back up on my old shit crazy
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
I got back up and since then i ain't been stumped!/
So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face
Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/
What up girl, tell me how you been
They say your name for attention
Been up plenty of endless nights.
Paper planes, long flights
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