All Barz
Futuristic
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Yo, y'all niggas lucky I turned down a deal
Nothin but hits when I spit it I think I gotta chill
Weight on my shoulders I carry it like a body build
Independent limitless and I did it without a pill
Man, RIP to DTuck studio with durag, pop filters and peanuts
We up, kick ya feet up, reup light the weed up
All you do is talk and I'm on a track with a speed up
A couple million got it chillin' like it's by the pool
Inside a cooler I'm the coolest nigga, halleluja
Dropped out of school, 'cause they wasn't feeling my show-and-tell
Did a show to tell everybody how I devoured boots
Without a noose I leave 'em hanging when they turn they back
You think you buzzin' but honey you gotta learn the facts
When words attach to that instrumental, I burn the track
If you react and down in the furnace, you go from nerds that rap
Damn, got money coming out my vocal chords
The benz bumping that shit I made in my clothing store
I been sort of bored with the bars so I started singing on 'em
Christmas dropped the jingle on 'em, singing till my throat get sore
The flow a chore I gotta do it just to please the public
Know that they need it, they fiending, they say that he disgusting
They try to slide on my guy in the club and get a punch in
Guess they didn't a realise when I go out it's a family function
Yo, I'm swinging first like I'm batting third
That's absurd never ever been touched and that's my word
I'm preaching positive vibes but no I am not the guy
To hide from anybody, so pull up on me and catch my work
Take 'em to church I got 'em praising the kid
It's kinda funny I remember when they'd hate on the kid
It's all gravy on the potatoes, nothing's fazing the kid
Your lady loves me but I never let her stay with the kid
Nigga I'm up