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Yo
Get your hand out of my pocket
Who's mans is this? Why is they stacked, damn
You big mad homie, what you looking at?
You tryna plot on me 'cause of my profit
They know I'm a profi, I been in a cockpit, aah
Fly as ever, high as ever
Rise another level, I been crazy
Climbing up the settle
Better off without 'em
Let 'em hate me
Diamonds in my bezzle
That's a gift I got my homie appreciate me
Always looking out, things is working out
That's what happen if you never lazy
I got a jump on it, ayy
I put a rush on it
In love with the life that I made, uh
I had a crush on it
Painted the pictures so vivid
I put my brush on it
My momma was astonished
I got 'em stucked on it

I made 'em look
I got 'em shook
I made a flitch
Two hits for the books
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
I made 'em look
I got 'em shook
I made a flitch
Two hits for the books
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel me

Yo, get your bad vibes outta my circle
Yo, don't make me have to come hurt you
They talk to me like I'm still urcle, uh
Like I ain't go commercial
Had my song under a commerical
Making all the plays like I'm hershell
Walk home homie
I'ma do this when I have to had
I had to walk around me, uh
Did it when I had a walkie-talkies
Back in the math class when a partner taught me, uh
Still got all the guys with me
You girls thick highs with me
Used to call me small fry
Now they get up in a ride with me
Where's the mic, 'cause I slide litty
My girl don't like Gucci and Fini, so we
Mobbing on the low
Vibing on the low
Decide were we should go
Flower to the coast
Gotta make a toast
Got it on my own
You show me the support
That we all about the globe

I made 'em look
I got 'em shook
I made a flitch
Two hits for the books
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
I made 'em look
I got 'em shook
I made a flitch
Two hits for the books
You gotta feel what I'm saying
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel me
You gotta feel me

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