I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
And i want that fucking crown, can you niggas understand
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start
I want that green, grew from the dirt to
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
I have emotions that i want to express,
I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less
Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft
Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party
Miley cyrus showing her big vagina, ain't body got time for that, i need to be
Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back
Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
That i want to rhyme words but first i was lazy
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