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i’m lit, like a bic
lighter, street fighter
always play as ryu
a young tycoon
pursued everything they said i couldn’t do
and that won’t slow up anytime soon
12 foot jumpshot wetter than a monsoon
surround yourself in h2o molecules
drown all the haters dare they ridicule
i like to be a tool
to advance society
expand your conscious
and never lie to me
i’m the hottest b
boy you will ever see
balance my chakras
and dance simultaneously
most ni***s mad cuz they can’t relate to me
cuz first you gotta know
the meditation of the indigo
my third eye’s on things you’re unaware of
its like a fitted cap
i.e. the new era
try to understand my vibrational minimum
my dreams are breaks in the sp-cetime continuum
i love how you forced your religious transcriptions
and your addiction
of seeing me succeed in a way you deem permitted
all that did was tell me to follow my fifth
and let my perception flow from my throat and my lips

i plead the first constantly
and always think irresponsibly
and i thought those were
reasons that you loved me
you didn’t have to put me down
when you tried to let me down
and i’m tryna cope with
you not being ’round
rolling through the city
late night
clearing my mind
so i can get right
trying not to steer off
into a sign
man what a plight

f-ck it i don’t need you
i tried to take flight
but ain’t lifted off
i got the yellow on my chest
like david h-sselhoff
don’t talk sh-t
unless you ready for clapping off
ni***s looking at censored
they think he soft
they forgot i know mma
and i’ll end a ni***’s day
all my life i had
hostility come my way
so when i talk my sh-t
i finally make all of these
m-th-f-ckas pay
f-ck what you gotta say
i ain’t tryna hear
my interest is zero
your opinion ain’t valid
if you ain’t a weirdo
always band together
with my people

hit up the thrift shop
in the civic
engine purring like a kitten
know we finna make a k!lling
get me into pole position
now we balling like krillin
i got your girl
and she been feeling
all the music that we making
she telling me she can take it
so tonight she tryna make it
to the crib
let me live
fam we eating
get a bib
holy moly the parole-y
is all over the og
we’ll be all over the country
and eventually france, b!
rapper squatting in the louvre-y
pull up in the coupé
load the suitcase
and the uzi
you know we got the fire
like some cajun jambalaya
finna build my own empire
so shoutout to terrance howard

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