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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Bi-yatch!
Uhhhhhh, f*ck
Here we go
Uh

[Verse 1]
Say we ballin' like you fixed up, ya sh*t luck
I'm the object of ya b*tch lust, give her swift nuts
Don't get it mixed up
We know the Devil trynna kiss it
If the money make it spin the whole world is a strip club
Strollin' out the hall of flames, with the alcoholic's brain
For all the rain I ever bottled trynna swallow pain
I'm heartless show my words like gauntlets through your hallow frame
Another loss, n*gga out here carrying my father's name
I'm burnin' y'all as hot as gets
I'm bout to take another win that's just some obvious sh*t, my hobbie's legit
Persuasion on some lobby sh*t
I'm poppin' thot's giving me top in the whip
Without a option gotta feel me
Pound or Marijuana gotta n*gga feeling ill-y
f*ck a b*tch really, i'm just trynna count a quarter-milly
Let them Eagle's fly, no significance to Philly
If a n*gga pull a V.I.C, get silly
The last of a real, f*ck denying man
Devil on a man, I'm jumping out the frying pan
Keep myself busy, nothing like the movie Idle Hands
I need one to hold the world and light the grams
I'm tryin fam, 'tho them Vulture n*ggas trynna get me
I thrived easy on them n*ggas like Lionel Richie
I'm just sayin', I tried to told em wasn't make believe
I made it up now, maybe it was Maybelline
And I ain't even had to show up, b*tch I made the team
Making money making n*ggas envy gainin' green
Gainin' green gotta cut them n*ggas off man
Hot n*gga hittin' jumpers with my off hand (Swish!)
Imma kill them n*ggas
Hydrocodone in my system, I don't feel them n*ggas
I'm trynna shine a little light on you bewildered n*ggas
You would cower in the power of some realer n*ggas
Raw classics, unfiltered n*gga
[Outro]
What you see is what you get, right?
Yeah, i'm on them n*ggas tougher than a fist fight
Lord willin', i'm exactly what your b*tch like
Just wait till I get my sh*t right (x3)

[Skit]
THE DEVIL IS A MOTHERf*ckIN' LIAR. SO YOU KNOW I AIN'T WORRIED, BI-YOTCH! Stupid b*tch!