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In the Room
Dreamville
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Started from the bottom, nigga
I'm from the, I'm from the, I'm from the, goddamn
Real stupid ass, look, uh
With a whole lotta problems
I'm finna make it to the top from the bottom
Burying the bird in the bottle
Mom say she finna get the belt and get the Bible
I can see a rival on arrival, huh
He can let it sing like the bullets in the rifle
Anything to take a nigga title, shit
Guess I'm a un-American idol
Like, guess I'm another nigga they like to turn a blind eye to
So in the meantime, I'ma grind 'til I find you
Pull up on yo' set like tape decks, rewind you
Remind you, I been in my prime, I had to fine tune
Never poured my four, niggas is swine flu
Force you rap doors get in the line
Don't get out of line, I'm out of my muh'fuckin' mind
Molded most of the time
They-they want press, but they close to the line
Throwing rocks at a star hope he responded
'Cause if we gon' step, never stop on that dime
And if they show opp, then I'm Optimus Prime
Pray to God, now I'm watchin' for signs
Weed crackle like the pops on a Vine
No hand me that, hand the Glock for survival
Hit me back from the block with the hustles, hmm
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Now let that shit marinate (Ayy)
Now let that shit marinate
Hold on, let me get a tight grip
Every time your fans see me, they askin' to take pics
Been a head of my class since I was grade six
If it don't make me money, it prolly don't make sense
I'm so good at makin' you second-guess yourself (One?)
I be smoking niggas and in the fact, some, two
Sit with it, I shifted it, I'm quick with it
Maybe you should sit with it, chair-chair mommy
I bury my opponent (Yeah), they can't believe I wrote it (Yeah)
I be goin' hamster, rodent (Uh, what? Uh)
Had a soul and you sold it, I'm bloated and devoted
Once they let the sink in, they gon' all say I floated
You need to work harder if your money can't be folded (Yeah)
Better way, you know it (Yeah), why would you compete? (Uh)
Really, I be chilly 'cause I'm known to overheat
Oh, you said you smell somethin'? Well, it must be defeat, queen
Ooh, oh-oh-oh
You can bring your friends, even bring your mans
Hundred thousand men, it don't matter, man
We still gettin' in just to get it in (Huh, huh, huh, ayy)
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room (Oh)
Now let that shit marinate (Ayy)
Now let that shit marinate
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