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One, two hit that boy with an uppercut
I ain't beefing with a no name
I ain't leaving my baby for no slut
Ya boy sharp, Razor's Edge, stand back or you might get a razor cut
If a nigga wanna talk shit
I'm like Floyd Mayweather, Mike Tyson with the uppercut
HA! The first round is gonna begin
Feel like i'm Mike, hit that boy on the chin
Adrenaline hitting i'm starting to grin
(Voom, Voom, Voom, Voom, Ya Digg!)
Dash on that boy like i'm Sonic i'll spin
My parents ain't raise them a loser, they raised them a winner
So all that I know is to win
Baby don't play me i'm not an Atari
Feel like i'm Tyler, i'm SORRY NOT SORRY
Look you in ya' face and tell you
(You're too slow!)
Like I was Odetari
Say I got competition, i'm like hardly
Feel like a white jock, i'm so gnarly
Sorry for these niggas they won't top me
I ain't a hero I don't got a cape
I can't save a hoe so i'm saving my face
To my lord, that is who I will pray
Thankful to him for my day to day grace
Feel like The Miz cause ya' boy came to play
Skipping the verdict, i'm running the race
Got me a KIA, I don't need a wraith
Said I got me a KIA, I don't need a wraith
Yeah, most of y'all boys a disgrace
Yeah, that boy he came in first place
Yeah, repel these niggas like mace
Yeah, bet they won't say it to my face
Yeah, that boy went missing no trace, aye
(That boy went missing no trace, aye)
Huh, Sharpshooter like i'm Bret Hart
Huh, Aim for the red like it's darts
Huh, where should ya' boy even start
Huh, most of these boys got no heart
Huh, nobody told me to get it
Huh, nobody told me to spend it
Uh, i'm boutta come in the coupe when i'm running the wraith
And you know i'm gone get it
Huh, i'm boutta run up
And i'm boutta run up
And i'm boutta run up and double my digits
Hand on her waist when she cook in the kitchen
Nobody told me this life is expensive
I'm bout to get it again and again and again and again and again
In the industry, don't have no friends
Hand outs, no a nigga ain't taking no hand outs
Had to stand up and clap i'm the man now
Yeah, I love when my girl pull my pants down
Yeah, she suck it and slap it like she proud
Wish my girl had a mute button she loud
Like a dog out the kennel, i'm out the pound
Yeah i'm eating her up like some kung-pow
And some rice on the side with a little bit of chicken
Can't be caught with niggas, y'all fuck up my image
Y'all niggas be stumbling, wobbling, tripping
I'm trynna get paid so I gotta stay winning
I'm shining so bright, because I be winning
Y'all boys is dull, yo light it be dimming
My baby so bad, she make me think i'm sinning
I'm really ontop I got no competition
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
WatYouOn
Huh, Yeah
Nigga, WatYouOn
Nigga, Yeah
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