I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling
Sorry... lets go tyler.
It's real dog, i live in the fire
Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy
And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly
Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror
And weather or not she likes me is still a blur
And weather or not she likes me is still a blur
This ill right here, i represent the future
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
And weather or not she likes me is still a blur
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,
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