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Yuh

Y’all muhfuckas have no clue

Dealin' with the G.O.A.T

Yuh

On my momma, gon' love this one

Big shit

They not-

So many so and so’s

Dissin' only on telephones

Tellin' friends, tellin'

And they tellin' hoes

I tried to tell myself don’t

Pay attention no

I can tell these niggas itchin' for dope

Grown men mad

Cause I won’t pay for they losses

So they can win no more

How the fuck your bitch respect you though?

How the fuck she feel pride in you protectin' her though?

That bitch must be a lesbian, she fuckin' a hoe

Fuck it

I’m on point, shit I’m callin' buckets

Y’all fake niggas got a long summer

It’s gon' be another cold summer

Pack a cold sucker

My worse enemies made me blessed

I’m ecstatic, y’all ain’t have nobody saying «yes»

I had to go inside myself and make it make sense

And now they pay a nigga dollars for the time missed

Thank you

And this feel more like home

I ain’t been home in like five months

Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the time comes

Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes

And this feel more like home

I ain’t been home in like five months

Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the sign comes

Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes

All these fake niggas feelin' important

Braggin' vacations, look where you resortin'

I can see it in your eyes, you’re thinkin extortin'

Can’t extort a real nigga, your ego enormous, nigga

Them backhanded compliments gettin' back to us

Nigga’s frontin', turn my back to ya'

I shrug my shoulders

Pardon my back as I bag up boulders

Yeah, yeah

All facts, nigga

I only fuck her if she got a lot of problems

And she cool with some drama

I guess I relate to that, nigga

Cause that’s me and all my exes in a bag, nigga

Heal up, wheel up, my nigga’s are still up

Wrote the whole tape, and left time to cook the beats up

Number one nigga, and nobody fuck with me, huh

You only up for three months, I been

Back for each one, nigga

And this feel more like home

I ain’t been home in like five months

Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the time comes

Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes

And this feel more like home

I ain’t been home in like five months

Lord forgive me, I’ll go when the sign comes

Lord knows I’ll go when the time comes

Yeah

Big shit

Yeah

Yeah

Oh, I am the drama

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Fuck the world, baby

make me feel

Yeah

And I’m the number one, nigga

When it comes to us, nigga

You might sing better, fuck

You might rap better

But they don’t fuck with me for none of that, my nigga

Count up my storms, I been through that

And that one

Know niggas like there he —

(I feel like next year, nigga’s is gettin' rings

Man, niggas gotta get them rings)

Next year nigga’s gettin' all types of muhfuckin' rings, man

We gon' have rings for every muhfuckin' finger, bro

Muhfuckin' pinky ring

Index ring

Muhfuckin' middle ring, all that shit, man

Aye look, we goin' full-blown savage, man

Ain’t none of that ol

(Nigga, full-blown savage

I told you that before

This that- this that- this that turning point that’ll turn a nigga savage like

damn)

In the summertime-

In the summertime I’m savage

In the winter, I’m survives, bitch

On everything, nigga

(Aye, that’s some high-level shit, bro)