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Voicemail audio No, I ain't got animosity You know the money Ain't a loss for me You ain't shit Ain't the boss of me Ain't in church So you ain't crossing me I ain't the one with the problem You're the one hollering I'm bullshit intolerant What problem can I probably Solve with this solvent Ain't redacted no document I archived our content Every contract and comment Won't delete a receipt Your defeat will be prominent You wanted lawyers involved? Well, I'm already on it In jail again, you're-in So often I call it incontinent This deposition's a sonnet A flask in my hand Spitting this damn random anthem Drinking and driving in tandem I'm amassing a fandom Driven like gas in the phantom I need one more aspirin Bars crammed on a napkin Cars crash and You eat while I'm Trapped in a famine Call me the fodder But I ain't the cannon I don't give a damn-when I'm being off brand And I don't understand How I'm getting hotter Surrounded by fans Palming volumes of Valium I'm drawing a crowd-in Show at the Bellagio I fall in a fountain I'm down and they're counting Their fists up and pounding "Too slow" like adagio Get with the drowning No, I ain't got animosity You know the money Ain't a loss for me You ain't shit Ain't the boss of me Ain't in church So you ain't crossing me I ain't the one being violent But go on and try it I ain't staying silent Promised me Pitchfork But I got a trident You wanna burn me, but I bring the hydrant You've been the tyrant You stay at the Hyatt And I can't pay my-rent Ask you for my split And accuse me of entitlement But I ain't the one with the loft This is kick-off Arm(Ed) to the teeth Like you got a sick cough I'm sharp as a tack, dawg Like an attack dog You better flea Cuz I'm ticked off, so back off I got receipts Sheets on a back log You ain't seeing through the trees To me like a back log When you speak it's just perjury Cut deep like you're in surgery The judge gives you the third degree Burn you, it's a third degree If bull was taught in school Then you'd probably earn a P H D That means 'piled high and deep' Congrats cuz that's Your third degree I guess I'm learnin' a lesson In how to spot a fraud Who only talks out his rectum I wreck you in court And then nod like, you're welcome Well I digress I'm a hard pill to swallow Even harder to digest Put you behind a-bar Like Pablo Esc' You turn my stomach Like IBS I'm so truthful when I speak It's like I undress Cuz I only talk shit When I BS Voicemail audio