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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, 2012
High up until the world end, doing in my ride
And these niggas hiding, know I'm like a giant
I ain't lying I'm rhyming, rule these niggas like a tyrant
Damn, Doms, it don't even seem you trying
Know these crucify 'em, couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
I know that niggas is finding my so uncommon
The pressure I'm still applying until I hear the crying
Sad day in Hell for who doubted, hope your head explode
Cry about it, but don't deny that Doms got the realest
My eyes is feeling low, pulling on the 'dro
Chilling a vixen, thinking "This is what I did it for"
Still banging, Wolf as if you niggas didn't know
Still trife and Loiter Litter Life and sixing, ho

Doms, while they ripping through the packaging to grab the
I'm shaded with the few I usually blow cabbage with
New patty-caking with mannequins
Cause I don't like my fucking dip, bruh, they all
Jaw-slacking, all 'em awe
And I ain't got but a pretty bitch and cigar tucks
Riding in the city and out in the Starbucks
I swear these niggas is fucking phony, smoking spliffs and
to arriving to the studio
Eyes glued to a gluteus maximus, attractive
Where you headed with shit?
And can a real nigga get a at it? Crook, panic-shook
Ain't ya? Blunt fatter some butch ankles
Cheffing, fit the cook apron, ante up for payment
Run until my foot achy, running 'till my foot
Full-grown terror type, Ferragamo
With my nigga Travy out in Maui, running
'till I'm loopy as a motherfucking toucan
20 minutes, a fucking quarter back to two grams
But I'mma dip, I know you have had it with my rude ass