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How you claim to be a boss when you a flop When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight Bitches fuckin' with me mentally My ops they tryna do me They tryna run me down and tryna do me like the movies I stay strapped but they ain't talking 'bout no gaps I keep, somethin' in my back just in case they wanna get slashed up Claimin' that you trapping and rappin' and sellin' packs You ain't sold a damn thing, oi stop talking crap I don't know why they be hatin' maybe 'cause they can't beat me I guarantee in two years they gon' see me on tv I call the shots, I'm a boss I'm a real Don, I re-up on the pact Then call my brother when that food's gone I've been smashing cones when I'm pumpin' noodle snow In my zone tryna work my way up to that motherfuckin' throne How you claim to be a boss when you a flop When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight Bills taught me keep on doin' this and never take a day off So I'm out here on the move, hoping that it pays off My grind don't stop unless they put me in a box I had to change the way I'm living 'cause I ain't trying to get locked I still got these jacks up on my back Talking bout my shows and tracks Know I can't leave this state, so I can't make this cash It's got me fucked up but I'm still yelling fuck the system I know they prayin' on my downfall, man I got 'em wishin' That I'm bound to fail, brother that ain't happenin' I chose this life for music so believe me I been trappin less Steady stackin' cash, 'cause I be makin moves In this booth, going hard, trust me I ain't one to lose They talkin' trap but they ain't even seen the trap house Flexin with a stack and talkin' shit up in their mum's house They can't judge me so how they gonna try talk They're the type to write statements and point fingers in court How you claim to be a boss when you a flop When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
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