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[intro]
urya

[verse]
run from the opps, we all on top
grass on the mop, we feel like pac
hit a n+gga up, we making ’em rock wit’ it
and shock wit’ it like thunder
i am so under, under
big runner from the gunners
i’m in the cruise like i’m connor
he is my father, loving my mother
it got so hotter, turn the heat down
look at my tracks you can’t see now
don’t like me? okay
its how you speak, i can’t chase the fame
how you so much in the way
i’m in the middle of my lanes
birds are chirping everyday, no way
i’m down to make something great, okay
mayday, it’s a new game
i’ma jus show my face, ayy
got so borеd of the incognito
let me bе free with my brain, ayy
puffing the tracks, crack rock
rub on you, your back’s hot
rub on you, your back’s hot, ayy, yuh
[chorus]
get out my sack, whack it like a whacker
not a rapper like i’m supa hot
run it up, cut ’em off
cetaphil, we making some lotion, like it’s laundry, boy, they folding
i walk in the building, they folded, ain’t got no choppa on me loaded
get out my sack, whack it like a whacker
not a rapper like i’m supa hot
run it up, cut ’em off
cetaphil, we making some lotion, like it’s laundry, boy, they folding
i walk in the building, they folded, ain’t got no choppa on me loaded

[outro]
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