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Yeah Cell The Great Jay money Ent I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I was tired of playing the Background like Tedo You Niggas out here saving These bitches just like a hero These Niggas out here Jackass's Just like Steve o I put them in they place So I remind them of Debo I'm living a crazy life Need to record it Tivo I'm trying to make it Better for mines without a kilo I made it out the C boy And nope I'm not a D boy But definitely a G boy Y'all probably a snitch If you ever see courts This year I'm about to have a Perfect season I be damn if I get O seven New England Patriot I made a little change I can't really complain Married to a chick Who got beauty and brains I use to be a dog But all dogs go to heaven My grandma use to Talk about college Like it was needed When I made my first hundred k She like who need a degree I remember back in O eight I was like who need a Cd Everyone hands stretch out They want a freebie Anabolic beats You spazed on this eight O eights Glad I never listen to haters And let up I stuck to my roots like Qestlove Call the radio up And request me up Bday two twenty two We in twenty two I'm next up I run this shit And never tore a ligament Niggas running up to me For buzz like a barber All this weak shit Just make mine sound harder Back against the wall like a stove So I cook up I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I ain't even reach all my goals And still shitting on my peers I ain't got no time for the clubs I be handling biz Niggas be out here flexing for likes Pussy ain't really about that life Been doing this shit for like Thirty yeah Still ain't change Young Nigga air Jordan's Wearing like thirty chains Seen action like movies But the shit was real life I need paper like notebooks Going broke that's a no go In Ga I stay in go mode You should document this Need a go pro Being complacent Will get a nigga killed I'm the real deal Thirty two and seen the world Stacking bread That's just for my kids How you a OG at eighteen Got the game twisted Switch changed Niggas tripping I go hard cuz my heart still in it Pussy Niggas will get gifted Bullets I really have cash But be acting like I'm basic That's the best way Stay sure bread staying Niggas buying Gucci and Louie I buy Billie Ellish Just because you got A expensive car Don't make you real now Krusty the clown Rapping ass niggas Can't take you seriously Use to be one That wear the same clothes A couple days Everything I got is a profit I started with zero I stay fly as fuck now Like a Philadelphia Eagle I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem I came I saw I conquered I should be put behind barz How I slaughter this Undebatable Turn your radio up Knock your cranium To this hip hop anthem Yeah
Writer(s): Darcell Forrest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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