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If you dancing with a devil do you go to hell? And when you sleep with an angel do you wake up in heaven? And that's the question they ain't never gon' ask I hope you listen and your ears is attached I mean, these rappers that you mimicking They always come last Yeah, they always come last, nigga I just got my maps out They watch me come past, nigga Now they comparing me to niggas that won't rap with me You cannot block it, I just flow like the water It hits you back and forth You scared yet? Massive disorder The [?] smashing your daughter with hits I ain't gon' say it, I know that you scared as a bitch Call whoever, let's see who they dareing to diss This niggas average, what the fuck they gon' say to the kid That's the question they ain't gonna ask I hope you listen and your ears is attached I mean these rappers that you [?] They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty It's popular to hate coz I'm the guy But don't be worried about the hate, trust me, I'ma survive This radio is a myth, twitter shit is a lie If niggas get away with beating girls on instagram live Then the outrage is temporary I do it large for the L's, y'all trying to handle me Don't think I wanna make friends, they turn to enemies If niggas had it their way, they'd be ahead of me Coz these niggas can't handle me This industry is a mess, the truth Bitches acting like they working for these racks, you fool Meanwhile these married men is paying for these bags and shoes I hope you know that these girls are depressed by you It's fucked up Coz they chasing the life you busy selling them You can't afford it yourself, sleeping with married men For money, you act like you working, and post Fendi bags Though it's five times your tuition and you barely can They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty One time, uh huh, uh uh Two time, uh huh, uh uh Three time, uh huh, uh uh Uh uh, and it goes like... Shout out to Mass The Difference I fuck with this joint, I had to, like, Have fun with it... get some shit off my mind Humble nigga but don't provoke me, bitch I got receipts Y'all make sure you go out there and get his music Not only this joint, but get everything else, you know I haven't even met this kid, I just felt like giving him a cosign Good Luck! Don't fucking waist it, see you, at the top! They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty They keep on asking, what is wrong with me? I ask them merely, what you think of me That's why they talk silly when they not with me I keep it one hundred and they do fifty
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