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Casey Veggies
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Dom Kennedy
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Niggas talking 'bout they one of us, ha
I'm like nah, he just runner-up
Large tees, gotta give these hoes the summer cut
APCs with a pocket full of hundreds, uh
Name getting bigger
If it's somebody else, name me a nigga
Built my whole life from the bottom, you can spot him
The whole city know where I stay if it's a problem
Yeah, I put it on the map
I don't be talking rap, nigga, I be talking facts
Tweet that, CV, where you at? Uh (Damn)
Back in it, fast spinning
I got my weight up, they mistaken, must've had spinach
I just spit this shit out like bad dinner
You sucker niggas got punked, yeah, ask Kutcher
Uh, we breaking trees down, Tarzan
And this Twitter chick on me, tryna meet me in person
Them hater niggas plotting, tryna see what they can prevent
But they just get tangled up like, "Hell yeah, merch shit"
And nah, nigga, I ain't disrespecting him
That's just how I get attention and let niggas know I win
My motto full throttle, I'm Picasso with the pen
My dreams like 3D and I don't think they ever end, yeah
Baby, where you from? Where you wanna go?
I be doing me, I just thought that you should know
I swear I been trying to find a way to get to you, to you
Swear I get it in, yeah, I get it in
If you roll with me, that's on me, we gon' win
I just keep it real, I ain't gotta front
And now I got it all, baby, tell me what you want
Yeah, I think that I should go now
Most you niggas acting, I should start a show now
I be on that real shit, what most of y'all don't know now
So I stay to myself, yeah, keep it on the low now
I be shaded up, yeah, I'm shaded up
Strictly 'bout my bucks, stay up out
My face, nigga, I don't trust y'all
I ball like Chris Paul
The shit he did in high school was so damn raw
I came in proper, a young nigga's heroes
The older niggas respect me, you young niggas zeroes
But let me slow it up, don't forget what you know
'Cause you losing in life if you don't even grow
A few divas, two-seaters close to these hoes
New sneakers, fresh creases, horse on my clothes
I just killed the game, no remorse, that's how it goes
You gotta play your lane, my nigga, and pick a role, what's up?
Baby, where you from? Where you wanna go?
I be doing me, I just thought that you should know
I swear I been trying to find a way to get to you, to you
Swear I get it in, yeah, I get it in
If you roll with me, that's on me, we gon' win
I just keep it real, I ain't gotta front
And now I got it all, baby, tell me what you want
Young Veggies
Told y'all niggas we was ready, uh, uh
Inglewood repping
Never thought niggas would come back this much better
I said the music is free, but the name is expensive
Told the niggas to pay attention
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Uh