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Doctor Strange

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Okay, Ha, yeah What's the deal? All right, what the fuck, man Yeah, yeah, come on Ayy, the court want my head I call my lawyer up to litigate it Punching in, I need to catch my breath I call it incubating Don't answer to a boss yeah, I administer administrating You ain't never gon' be ahead cause you be imitating X-X-X'd out, you-you gone, you been eliminated You thought your dawg was solid ain't you, you made two different statements So entitled, I can say some shit and make the ignorant hate it They predicted I would burn out now the predicament changing When I-When I tell them, keep it P I'm saying, keep it player Why the fuck you keep depending on me I am not your savior Run-Runnin' for the pack like Josh Jacobs playin' for the Raiders Just like how I'm sipping on this drank I don't need to chase her Jugg him for the pack, can't get it back, bitch I'll see you later Caught him at the mall and beat his ass, did him like Joe Frazier How you flexin' all this cheese when that shit not your paper? You fuck around, you find out, nigga go meet your maker I don't wear Amiri's them shits weak I put that on my momma I got my receipts, you buying reps up off of Alibaba Get your old ass up out the game, you Andre Iguodala Yeah, I keep preaching, they keep praying to me, like the Dalai Lama Bitch, think she the new Madonna, bitch you ain't a fucking thing Foogazi, all your ice you can't even shower with your fucking chain Keep on pointing for the blame, you should be the one to shame Think my haters junkies, when they say my name, it be in vein Off-off the shrooms tripping passingthrough the future feel like Dr. Strange Double cup to keep my eyes low I'm sipping toxic waste Pol-Police tryna box me up for life, I still don't say no names Your bitch put you in the doghouse, nigga that's a shame If he trip, I put his ass to sleep Bro-Brodie crashed over a bitch that's a catastrophe He trippin' if you askin' me Lon-London pound cake straight to the face just to pass the week I would rather sell weed and sit back than be in class and read