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Bro, think I'm fake
This is the assemble
Creators or collaborators and those responsible
For the last few years of pain
The poor listeners about to endure
Please return your awards and all the applause
Cause what a show, mother***ers come with a call
Yo, heel toe the way I get and go
Bro, I ain't no promoter, don't get me to promote
Just give me the P's, I'll have all the G's
Jumping like fleas, bringing the keys
Everybody freeze, this ain't the Grease
See, I'm coming different angle
Niggas ain't like me, I can never cancel
See them other artists, party round them ankle
Sick and wicked shingles, we don't make no jingles
And we like to gamble
Listen, I've been missing, I'm coming a different way
And my missus got me tripping for something I didn't say
Is it me, for I'm high and my eyes don't show?
Or cause I'm young and I rap and my bag's real low?
Yo, *** it though, I cut it, throw a bucket on my list
Labels wanna sign me, then they don't and now they're pissed
Yo, everything was blessed and it wouldn't be so blissed
But some people, I brought the cuss
Yo, *** it though, I cut it, throw a bucket on my list
Then kiss
I'm on road, I'm on wave
Got a goal, I can't stay
Get up low, still on lane
Think I'm broke, think I'm fake
We sell arms with no appeal
You can't tell me what's real
Still, still, still
We sell arms with no appeal
You can't tell me what's real
Real
That's how I feel
Feel
Still
Feel



















Still
Still