[Intro/Hook]

Ok, niggas on that faker shit
I can't even hear you talking while im countin up this paper bitch
Niggas hate cause thats what they about
I ain't got no time for that
I'm up ova 'n out

Yeah, niggas on that faker shit
I can't even hear you talking while im countin up this paper bitch
Niggas hate cause thats what they about
I ain't got no time for that
I'm up ova 'n out

[Verse 1 - Trademark]

Niggas on that bish shit
I'm tryna get rich quick
Money is my lingo, if you ain't talkin I ain't listenin
Niggas like snitches, all up in ya bidness
Goin around sayin shit that you ain't even mentioned
I'm far from a Pac see I'm a boss pay attention
Let me, dip my pen and pencil I could paint you this picture
Lyrics come inscripted just like Da Vinci codes scriptures
Spit acid on a track, you could test it with a Litmus
If you ain't on my level I won't expect you to get this
Like an 80 yard punt, I kick shit
Only time I left was when I came walkin in with the biscuit
I'm harder than concrete, they softer than bisquick
I'm the Supervillain not to be confused or mixed with
These other wack niggas that is coming off my district
Yeah you know the deal
I keep it Real
Trademark on so excplicit
Don't get it twisted like them sixty kickflips, yeah
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