You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free
And i keep on moving like nothing wrong
Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
While everybody got ammunition on deck
In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town
My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down
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