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[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Every time I come to rap, I gotta hear myself)
What up, Danny?
They don't be knowin' that, so I'm finna tell 'em 'bout this shit like

[Verse]
Hmm, every time I come to rap, I gotta hear myself
Huh, fuck what the doctor say I can't do, I'm finna clear myself
Huh, how you cryin'? I ain't even drop a tear myself
Huh, I told Baby Tay to wait, I gotta bring my belt
Hmm, I'm havin' motion now, my neck the ocean now
Huh, the trap don't never stop slappin', so I can't close it down
Huh, I might not got a brick, but it's some 'bows around
And I ain't pullin' up myself, it's always bros around
Hmm, is you Him or not? Is you a bitch or not?
Huh, you ain't never seen a 'bow, you think a zip a lot
Huh, my lil' brother pinked out, he like to sip a lot
Huh, I woke up high as hell, I'm startin' to think my hip a Glock
Huh, my mouth will never stop movin', this shit gon' pay the bills
Huh, I can't do the hood no more, it's time to play the hills
Hmm, if the bank don't loan me nothin', I bet the label will
I watch the cameras for TV, your nigga at home watchin' cable still
Huh, I know three niggas that rap but they'll never drop it
Huh, he was havin', now he broke, that nigga belly floppin'
Huh, either school or get a job, I took the sellin' option
Huh, I already caught one, now I'm tryna mail a body
Huh, they never know how I'm feelin', I never tell nobody
Dog a bitch, I heard he got his shit took and talk to 12 about it
Huh, he bought twelve lines of green, he tryna shell somebody
That's not my bitch, you see her with another nigga, I never shared nobody
Huh, every time I hit the mall, I buy some white lows
I'm leavin' good girls alone, I'm startin' to like hoes
Huh, can't nobody rap with me, I got like nine flows
If I don't got the nick' or Drac', I got a 9 on
Huh, you cannot enter in this section, this a M.I.N.E. zone
I can't call 6andz right now, bitch, we in two different time-zones
Huh, my nigga Blade don't never answer, he got a dyin' phone
Huh, you let a shot off in my hood, you not gon' slide home
Nigga, you gon' die right where you is
Don't try to diss me on the 'net, bitch, we gon' find out where you is
You can't take no 'za, bitch, you gettin' high off of the mids
I like to keep my shut until I find out what it is, nigga
Like, tell me if it's this or that
Don't try to start no smoke and move, bitch, you gon' get your sister whacked
How the vest gon' help you, nigga, if I hit your fitted hat?
If you kill the whole house, it ain't gon' be no gettin' back, nigga
Huh, who you think be talkin' shit? I'm tryna rap with 'em
I be doin' hand-to-hands all my life, guess I'm a trap victim
Huh, your baby mama need some help, she tryna trap niggas
Huh, he ain't tell, his dad did, it's still some rat in him
Huh, I don't pick up the phone no more 'cause I ain't tryna talk
Huh, sometimes I sit on FaceTime and let my diamonds talk
Huh, I don't think the nigga dead until he aligned with chalk
Huh, I don't need a pen to rap, I got some finer thoughts
Huh, money is not everything but I'ma make it still
When I was young, my mama made me choose shoes or pay the cable bill
This bitch might got a fifty and a switch, but I'm gon' aim still
I don't think I'm finna take my meds today, I got some pain to feel
Hmm, until they cut my phone off, I'm not gon' pay the bill
Hmm, my head super fucked up, I'm not okay for real
Hmm, before the feds come pick me up, I hope the label will
I can't teach you shit, I used to rode my bike without the trainin' wheels
Hmm, I got a hole inside my lungs, so I can't smoke now
Huh, I used to just be shootin' threes, I'm in the post now
Huh, I think of everything I say, it don't get wrote down
I got a fiend that say he switchin' to the dog, he put the coke down
Huh, I'm finna get rich in a minute, I'm puttin' broke down
Dog tried to run off with his brother, I put 'em both down
Huh, I'm used to livin' life fast, I'm not gon' slow down
Huh, I don't rap nothin' like niggas, I got my own style
Huh, you niggas lame to me, that shit be strange to me
Hmm, all I asked for was the pape', they gave some fame to me
Huh, if it ain't dog shit or your brain, you can't hang with me
Don't piss me off, I will put a bag on you, it ain't a thing to me
Huh, I be down 96, ninety-six thousand times
Thirty-two hundred what I used to pay for pounds of zazs
I just hit my bitch friend, she had some wider thighs
If you ain't got no gun on you, then you ain't down to ride
Huh, your nigga pocket losin' weight, his shit went down a size
Your bitch pussy super wet, I think I found a slide
Huh, if I can't find the one I want, I'm just gon' hound his guys
Huh, if I hit the stu' at 9, I won't be out 'til 5, bitch
That's 'cause I'm in here puttin' work in
Huh, I'm the type to pop a Oxy and do the Perc' dance
Huh, I been countin' too much pape', I got some hurt hands
How the fuck you don't know Blade but you done heard 6andz?

[Outro]
Come on
Real Money Counter, M.I.N.E. shit, bitch
It's Thirty