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[Verse 1]
N-N-Niggas be searching for gratification, the instant kind
I rather wait and build my shit up over time
I got that choppa, it kick like an infant child
I got that choppa, it's long like the river Nile
Nigga run up on me, he gon' be left behind
I'm tryna kill all the opps, it's a genocide
If you owe me money you better pay up now
The eagle just landed we scoring like touchdowns
She ain't let me fuck then but she will cause I'm up now
Bitch I came back like I left the stove on

[Verse 2]
Hold on
I got that underarm kush like its roll-on
We smoking some shit that you don’t get to smoke on
Some niggas don’t feel me but that’s cause I grow on
Don’t worry 'bout shit that’s got nothin' to do with you
He think it's a party but this shit a funeral
I piss on your grave, I turn that to a urinal

[Verse 3]
Wait
Niggas be rapping 'bout trapping, ain't sell a dime
I really trapped 'til my scale had the broken sign
Rappers be clones because we the new paradigm
I'm in the back with the tints that’s so black with a pump 'cause the doobie so fat that it gave me an asthma attack
I hit the blunt one time and that shit hit me back
I'm in yo hood 'bout to go sell yo family crack
Sometimes you play the rap sometimes it plays you back
But who’s the niggas that’s really controlling that?
I gotta talk to you niggas in nursery rhymes
That’s how much niggas done dumbed rap down overtime
I'ma give you some insight on the storyline
Alla these rappers be broke, they can’t wait to sign
Rap game like high school and I'm 'bout to Columbine