Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless
Far as i came, guess when youre in the game they want you to sprain
Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again
I know you don't care that i'm starting to drown,
Baby doll, check it out: i get around
They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
I'm the fucking genesis , the rap god turned belligerent , i know you gotten
In this rap game your no competition
You're uncool like my mother kin
Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
Straight to the bed, you know where your place is.
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
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