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Roberts interlude
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, now look
I heard it, we got MC Bob right here
I've heard enough from everybody, he's on the show right now
We got the Goodies remix, we got Get It On
Y'all been listening to the hits now
But everybody wants to know, is he here to stay?
Is he high, and is he gonna pop, or is he just gonna drop?
I don't know, leave it up to the people
But we're gonna be playing it all
I knew I'd never be the same
Once I got the page, I'm printing down my name
Overdosing all my ego just to claim I haven't changed
All the weight I feel is either from a job or on my chains
I didn't know who in the booth to make a track and let it bang
Far from home, but I get love in every city, it's a meet-up
All my homies either gone or simply couldn't keep up
It's the type of shit that me and Brandon used to speak of
Only thing is we was run by who to be with me when I peeped off
For a hundred dollars on a piece of steak, I feel disgusted
A guilty pleasure I can't let my mother know I fuck with
Just a couple years ago, I stopped down to my stomach
But I guess now it's just fucking dropping hundreds, easy does it
I mean, I guess I'm just doing everything I said I always would
But like, I kinda wish I didn't
I'm being real with y'all, type shit
If I was mean before, now I guess I'm really just a dick
Now I'm cocky, fuck the confidence, I'm spazzing off the rep
Made 300 grand this year, 19 all up on my own
If your ass wasn't informed, well now I guess you niggas
Hold on, wait, how does it go again?
Yeah
Well, now I guess you niggas know
Put some ice inside my mind, now everything I say is cold
I don't got time for a bitch, a nigga always on the road
If I keep doing this consistently, then luck ain't gotta hold
My son can craft to save the greatness, DNA got all the calls
All that love and peace shit isn't for me, you go here with it
People hit my lawn and start to ask me how I feel with it
They know who I am, baby mama
Hate the fact that I'm with other bitches
But I guess she just gon' have to deal with it
Off the top rip, I'm just sayin' how I be
All that sucker shit look good on you, but that shit ain't for me
Now I'm aiming for a mil' because the top ain't out of reach
Love a bitch that suck my dick, but not my wallet like a leash
I like it when they scream my name in shows, but love it in my bed
Only fuck with awkward bitches, nigga, I said what I said
Know I'm handsome and I'm funny, girl, just give my ass some head
Once I'm fuckin' bustin' up my asses, I'll have to get some bread
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