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I don made it from the bottom
And I did it by myself
And you really think I need you
Bitch stop playing yourself
I don' change
I don switched
Yeah the glow to much for you
You talking about the juice
Boy I'm out here with the fruit
Ahhhoooooo (Fruit)
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Wait a minute
Wag a diki boi you really think I need
Middle finger to your face
Hope you choke on your saliva
Cause I don bossed up
I don man up
I'm killing everyone
This a massacre
You better get out my way
Cause a Nigga on Jub Jub mode
I be steady striving
For greatness
Winning all in my caliber
On thing they don't get
You can't rap bruh without a gift man
Wrote this verse on cloud 9
You couldn't touch me
I got high standards
I'm the voice of the people
I'm the stander on the stand
Bitch I come around
Like karma you can never escape
My interlact
This game so dumb nice I get straight A's without packing heat
Sauce sauce
And juice juice is all I hear
Yal hilarious
I'm the reason
You git the juice
Cause young boi got the fruit mahn
Like woah!
They will never reach my status (No No)
The kid shinning so better put your shades on mahn (parpapapa)
I'mma win I'm gon get it
That's just the way it go
Pusha spane make it happen
I'm tired of living so average
Every night on my knees
And everyday on my feet
Swear these rappers couldn't touch me
It's like I'm beating them at playing tag
Now the moving in slow mo
Or maybe I'm just moving fast
Now I got my city shaken
They gon try'na put you down
As soon as they see the light mahn
They gon try'na put it off
But this little light of mine
I'mma let it shine
Shit might blind you
If you just sallow your pride
Listen to my lines
Shit might guide you
Put a lotta shit steak
Now I'm grilling my problems
Cheers to the weekend
If you living for the moment
Yeah I'm all about the wins
Turn an L into a w
Mirror mirror on the wall
I put the game in a hearse
I'm gon win I'm gon get it that's just the way it goes
The boy be shining so yoh better put your shades on ร2
Always sipping medication
But I'm the illest spitting
Writing all these verses
I might have my own bible
Really hard to sleep on
You can call me Santa Clause
Yal niggas average like your thinking
Fuck sauces and your juices
The end