I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
I thought not cause my shits hot and its overflowing
And they believe us, because i know when it’s all not right
Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
But there's one in my basement now head and fucking limbless
South sex? bet i will but not me i just collect the bill i got a hot chick and mass
I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass
But still i'm not the one that kids should try and go follow,
They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean
I still got haters
But got love for them girls
Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze
Till im the only one left, in my right place
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