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Woo, as always you already know who it is
It's the one and only, F, K, Yeah Yeah
Tanny Flipz, notorious
How can I weather this, I'm tryna better this
Too many bitches in my section, feel like an arsonist
I'm throwing flames when I open mouth
I'm showing off my rizz, she ain't know I was a rapper
Now can't get enough of this, like I ain't do it for my ex
Tell me what makes you so special
All you wanna do is take a couple photos for your gram
I ain't never been a dealer, think I'm starting today
Baby, you wanna hold a position you ain't qualified
Say you down to ride but your actions speaking different to me
Couldn't hold it further than the budget your allotted
So a cheap bitch, for the cost of goods I'm getting cutty from yah
So what's your value to the next man say
No attachments like my father showed me no relations
I put the focus on my life internal renovations
Think you worthy of my time I see no constellations
But I'm holding drive like a Cullinan
Think that you falling in, showing you levels
Precious time I ain't giving to yah whoa
I found my lane now I'm sticking to it whoa
Thought you couldn't take an L from me yeah
Now your friends who they tryna cuff whoa
Now it's apparent that they steered you wrong
Cause on them late night cruises
Who they bumping through your speaker
Is it me, or them niggas who claimed better then
And I ain't mad at yah, play your role how you wanna play it on 'em
I'm tryna show you gifted but life you lead so venditive
I couldn't stand your mouth, the attitude you carry
Got me questioning the long term
You talkin' bout these hors d'oeuvres
Like ima cover bill, baby be for real
Hit the block button you ain't sociable, short of coachable
You carry skewed views, ain't a piece of meat for your misuse
I follow signs well, I ain't need me a blues clues
Don't save hoes, leave 'em to the side of my main dish
I juggle em you clowning, like I couldn't replace
That's your mistake I'm high value nigga
Look at the plays that I ran in the past few months
Ain't have to switch styles
And now I got 'em waiting in the palm of my hands
Told you the plans like a week ago, Ima follow through
Bitch I refuse just to be another mark in your book
When I'm one of one, couldn't find a nigga that could level this
Too many nights with this treble, bitch I'm heaven sent
Precious time I ain't giving to yah whoa
I found my lane now I'm sticking to it whoa
Thought you couldn't take an L from me yeah
Now your friends who they tryna cuff whoa
Now it's apparent that they steered you wrong
Cause on them late night cruises
Who they bumping through your speaker
Is it me, or them niggas who claimed better then
And I ain't mad at yah, play your role how you wanna play it on 'em
Writer(s): Elvin Almonte
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