I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
Say you don’t do what
Mr. right's running up,
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion
In the club like fuck it, though
Shouts to mr rizzo
I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother
Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!
So they just call me mr. fantastic
Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit
People thought it was mr bruce wayne
Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again
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