[Intro: A-Reece]
Hello?
Can you hear me?

[Verse 1: A-Reece]
It's funny how they were sleeping on me when I had a dream
Especially them niggas in the hood who thought I'd never leave
And take the city 'cross the seven seas
But they know the boy doper than that shit they sold in Medellin
Put that on everything
I feel like Bill Russell wearing every ring, yeah
I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
Fuck it, I ain't gotta say it, you can tell by my demeanour, let's go
They will nеver understand me
Thеy don't stand for anything, honestly, if you ask me, uh
Your whole career is based on tryna surpass me
Factually, they will do anything to get at me, so
I'm in the studio cookin' another classic
Whatever they cookin' got me feelin' like Gordon Ramsay, uh
The hard work means nothing without the passion, uh
All that talkin' means nothing without the action, yeah
Most of y'all are just collateral damage, yeah
My records don't come with a dance challenge
But the flow doing the tango, I should've wrote this in Spanish, uh
Outlandish, this is a high standard, uh
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