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Uh, lookGood eveningYeahWhen I party in New York, take the late night subwayGoin' out Friday to comin' home MondayFrom all directions never find me on the one way flavorThe rhyme just the icin' on the cupcake fuck faceMy fans notice these other rappers is bogusI'm SupercalifragilisticexpialidociousAnd the boy stay, kickin' incredibly dope shitMake my momma proud cause my clothes fitTravel round the globe bitch, on my Lewis Clark shitDon't matter where I live, cause I can tell you where my heart isI just stay on my side, fuck where everybody atTell the planet peace cause I'm gone I ain't comin' backHad the whole regular life I can tell you that I'm done with thatTry to build a mill off a couple stacksOn my own business, investin' all I got into these fuckin' rapsWillie Parker money, hand it off then it's runnin' backAyo you fuck wit datUh you gotta fuck wit datYou in love wit datLook, uh Mac MillerTakin' sips from the fountain of youthIf you ain't heard about the kid then you out of the loopAs I'm sittin' back starin' at this world in my eyesSee out the window in my room that I've hidden asideI'm just a kid who stays speakin' his thoughts, talkin' his mindLike a roller coaster but I stay along for the ridePut my heart up on the page, and the song gonna cryIt's launchin' behind, the way you stand caught in a lieAin't a shock that I'm a topic of discussionMuthafuckas want my spot so they probably wish I wasn'tThey give a little love like everyone doesIn reality, they stoned off that competitive drugAnd I don't blame em, cause those who above me, I'm gunnin' forTry and make my way to the top, startin' from the floorAnd I don't even need to bring a single gun to warCause I be on some shit that they ain't never done beforeTakin' over piece by piece, startin' from the coreIt's only been a year I can stick around a hundred moreSaid I could stick around a hundred moreI ain't goin nowhereYoung and so much time to goJerm you might as well keep this one rollinI got like one more verse I haven't spit three verses in a song in a minuteSee if I can remember this oneLight lookYou can find me in the lab workin' overtimeSmell the weed when you go and buy global grindAnd I ain't just a local guyWhen you feelin' stressed out, have an LBlow money, keep my lady decked out in ChanelleLive fast when I die better wish me wellHuh, I just hope they servin' beer in hellJust an everyday story that I'm here to tellSo please, stick around for the EpilogueFor anyone who ever blog, probably heard my nameHip-Hop's underdog, you wanna win the gameI'm sick of hearin' how music change never be the sameAnd these dudes who think they everything and never pick a laneCall yourself a vet, but haven't won a single gameMad, every girl got my name imprinted in her brainBoy I'm a beast, match the style in barsFind me smokin' weed where the wild things areYessirSo I mean, I had to take this timeReal quickly, to just go inI don't know man I feel like you should never stop goin' in on your shitThat's just meI mean, Qtreezy out there we excited just makin' historyAnd Jerm of courseDigo Yukio
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