Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die
Soul sublime, thats precisely why i even came back after sayin goodbye
He came back the next day and became the next osama,
They gotta like a nigga, call me obama
Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen
I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken
Im washin off another plate
Came back safe an sound, oh wait
I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows
Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos
Cause you'll look you just came back from an operation
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
Came back from parents evening, got my grades
Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith
Guy came back the next day with his nose broke and six stitches
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