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Yeah, oh you love it
Oh you got, oh you gotta it

I what circulated, let's get to the bottom of it
I told 1da send me and I got it covered
Somehow always above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album
The game is all and I'm mighty possessive
Lil Wayne could not have him a better successor
shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal, niggas all in question
Last I went to sleep, wanted more
Tried to decide direction I should go towards
Some I wish I could go back in life
Not to change shit, to feel a couple things twice
28 at midnight, wonder next for me
Longevity, how long they'll check for me
Prolly forever if I stay in my
I speak on generation but can't change it alone
I heard a lil lil homie talking reckless in
Quite a platform you chose, you shoulda it inside
Oh you tried, it's so childish calling my name on the world
You need to act your age and not girl's age
It worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's man

Oh you gotta it, you gotta love it cheer
I know rappers call Paparazzi to come and get 'em
To show they outfits off, guess they need the
I remember it used to be music that did it
But then again times have man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up
I'd rather that 15% to people I fuck with
If me and Future hadn't made it with rappin'
We prolly be out in Silicon get our billions on
But here we are,
Lately I feel the haters eatin' at my confidence
They scream out my failures and whisper my
Bitches alter my message like we words
And bout my life hit the net like a bad serve
Bitter women I'm overtextin' are PMSing crazy this
Fuckin' with my
I've been tryna to you so I can save 'em this year
Fuck it I I gotta wait til next year
And I someone say something that stuck with me a lot
Bout how we need protection from those protectin' the
lookin' out for nobody
Maybe we should try and help somebody or be
Instead of somebody that makes the news
So everybody can tweet it
And they start to RIP about it
And four weeks later nobody even speaks it
Damn, I just had to say my about it

Oh you gotta it
But they of the truth so back to me showin' out in public
That's a hotter
I've whippin' Mercedes and nigga try to budget
I gotta make it back to Memphis to check on my
Shout out to Ashley, Biama, Julia, Ericka, Southern
Part of my heritage, pardon my arrogance, part in my again
That's that flow, comeback flow
I start it's apparent
I wanted a girl whose ass is so big partly embarrassin'
But fuck all the blushin' and your discussions
And all the judgement
Your content so aggressive lately, irkin' you?
Shit is gettin' so personal in verses too
I wanna prove that I'm one over all these niggas
number two is just being the first to lose
My dictated music, nobody seein' us
Winter here but somehow I'm heatin' up
Been observin' the game and felt like I've enough
Let's a tape on these niggas then we'll see what's up
Yea, boy you rappin' like you it all
You like the throne should be the three of ya'll
"Best I Ever Had" seems a decade ago
Decadent flow and I still got a to go
Oh please, take at ease, where's the and the peace
Why you rappin' like you from the streets?
I got a backyard money seems to come from the trees
And I'm ever scared to get some blood on my leaves
Phantom slidin' the shit just hit a puddle of grease
I cook the beef well done on the with cheese
Special order for anybody comin' for me
Shit you probably if somebody sneeze
You see they got me back like it's 40, Oli, and me
Cuttin' all ends, I be the barber for free
I'm almost at four minutes off on the beat
Feel like I'm in the that had the cloth on the seats
Man, oh you love it
And on top of that it's harder to eat
downgrading houses
Putting on the lease
To think labels said they had a marketing me
And now it's else that's getting hard to believe

Oh you gotta it
And head to toe I'm Prada
I know girl well, just not in public
Blame the city, I'm a of it
nigga from the city
You gotta it