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Everything I drop classic
I′ve been active, kicking all their asses
Turn your favorite rap act into ashes
Got the vision like ASAP Yamz on acid
I sold my old fiends grams, now it's records and plastics
2016, I had a brick in the cabinet

Running up the cream, I attracted like a magnet
Black gat with a beam, you don′t wanna interact with
It's in the jacket, heard your shit, but I don't jack it
It′s not the same cloth, this bitch stitched in your fabric
I′m a maverick, mastermind, you need to practice
I'm after mine, bag up every fragment
In these waters, I′m a whale
you a small fish trapped in the dragnet
The game a maze, you gotta move, advance through

I'm the king, that shit won′t ever change like Superman suit
The best player with the attributes tuned to one hundred
On the rise, I watch them gods capsize
it's no surprise I run it

I had to elevate (uh-huh)
I′m over the stove cooking shit that they'll never make
Gotta put your heart and soul in it 'til you get it straight
Forever dedicated to the cheddar chase
Married the game, said the vows, said, "I do" (I did)
Kissed the bride, then the money piled to the roof
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Yo, I′m in a different mind state from
when I caught them cases
Shackled up in court, switched to cords
now I talk with corporations
Getting funding for the S-corp, I need all the payments

Hopping off the plane to play in foreign places
Lately been my lifestyle
Pay the price if you gambling in your life
but we rolling the dice right now
Still tied to grimy niggas that′ll leave you wiped down
Selling A-class work on the low in a white town
I aim to prosper
Chose the streets, I could've been a doctor (yeah)
Grew beyond their belief, they gotta fix their posture

When they addressing me, manifest destiny
Saw it in the press, I did it for cheddar allegedly
God in the flesh, still somehow God blessing me
He saw me sinning, catching wreck, pressing ecstasy (yeah)
I had no silver spoon, I had to invest in me
Took a chance, now it cost bands to get the recipe

I was like, "You know what? "
I′m nice, niggas fuck with my music
let me try to just, you know what I mean?
It's-, it′s like, it's gonna separate the
casuals from the real people who fuck with you
If I got all these thousands of
fucking followers on Instagram
Nigga, I′m a hustler
I've always been a hustler before I do music
It's like, one of my homies told me
"You got all these followers
nigga, you ain′t selling them shit
You understand what I′m saying?
Like, all these thousands of people follow you
if you put this product up for sale"

Sock it to my pocket!
Put the money in my hand, ho
You know, it's something that I always wanted to do
I wanted an easy job when I was 18 years old
And I ran into, you know, a friend of mine, you know
And gave me the game about what this pimping was about
So I stayed down and dirty, and here I am today