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[Intro:]
Where the heck am I ? You know what I'm saying young Memphis n*gga I claim this b*tch by myself n*gga but you know I'm still with the squad, you know what I'm saying its raining where I'm at it's raining and thunderstorm n*gga ain't no sunshine over here, you hear me ?

[Verse:Chris Travis]
b*tch I got different styles I'm a mystery, and tell your momma cause I'm going down in history. I'm seeing through you pus*y n*ggas like a picket fence, I'm drinking water b*tch but waterboyz ain't a trend, and I don't give a f*ck you ain't got to play my sh*t cause only real n*ggas know I ain't faking sh*t. I'm changing every damn day can't stay the same for sh*t but still real with my n*ggas but can't trust a b*tch and keep your eyes on the n*ggas that you kicking with, cause really everybody just want benefits. You n*ggas listen to these rappers "think you with the sh*t ?" Then try to bump me and I feel my sh*t, Ima' tell you once b*tch I'm not a lyricist tell you what you need to hear and make it clear you b*tch I'm having fun with this rap sh*t is you serious ? If it weren't for this then I'd be delirious I'm steady changing the game when I'm dropping tapes b*tch I know the industry watching they don't say sh*t I know them f*ck n*ggas plotting when they hear my sh*t, I'm pulling up and I'm watching ready for a pick I wanna' be in love but I can't remember sh*t and I forget about these hoes cause I'm on some money sh*t and they don't ever hit my line till they want some di*k and I don't ever got no time cause I'm making hits all you wack n*ggas slacking ima' tell you quick "think you hot ?" sh*t kill you all slowly. I'm on Twitter but you better not approach me and this ain't Twitter rap b*tch f*ck promotions pus*y !

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