And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates
I got so many niggas i can't remember all they names
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
The key to ma failures here are there names
I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames
Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,
Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates
I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names
Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins
Cause i drove you insane, you repeating the same names
Fastest rising star on this pad of worthless names
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
My names not elliot either!
Now my shit is like a crip sneaker
I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass//
I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class
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