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作词 : Vincent Jacovelli

作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli/David Breukers

Ugh

Yall know what it is

Get down like I’m unloadin’ a clip

Bout time that I been chosen

Yall can never block my shine with a solar eclipse

Own the game like I was activision

I just took the throne and never asked permission

And now I count it up like I’m a mathematician

**** anybody tellin’ me I’m actin’ different

I’m like, fall back and don’t test the beast

Said you want smoke but won’t step to me

Otherwise you’re gonna witness a grotest defeat

Like, die mother****er but don’t rest in peace

Bitch don’t burden me

The nympho sure to be

All on my dick

I spit so thoroughly

Yall got next but I live shit currently

Turnin’ my cash into cryptocurrency

Everybody wanna follow where vin go

Bendin’ backwards for me, this limbo

Chef cookin’ I be comin’ with the big dough

Anybody tryna get a slice, this kimbo

Came up, now the rest irrelevant

Tell em’ I be going in, no self-development

I’m a killer with the pen, don’t test the rhetoric

Quit school, got rich, I’m a blessed degenerate

I, I, I, I been a livin’ legend

This is not a hobby, it’s a sick obsession

You will never see me spend a minute stressin’

Runnin’ through these hurdles like an intersection

I been givin’ blessings that I won’t waste

And my biggest weapon is my own faith

If a critic steppin’ I’m a clip intestines with a smith & wesson like

No, wait

Better get runnin’ don’t got a weapon, I’m talkin’

But I’ve been ready to bust and I’m ****in’ bout t

They know the devil been summoned

Don’t gotta tell em’ I’m comin’

I got your brethren duckin’ when I surround you

Damn, to real to put em up on the billboards

What I got, they tryna get it in pill form

Been a young king in a game, what I’m built for

Hearts break when I come through, stillborn

Ain’t know that we next

Ain’t let a label get hold of me yet

Not knowin’ sooner that I don’t need none of you ho’s

Is probably my only regret

Homie I’m blessed and I don’t need day jobs

I make hits for a livin’, I’m a rod

No I don’t miss when the rhymes got aim

My life is a beach and I’m paid, this baywatch, ugh

Nah ho, thinkin’ I’m broke that’s priceless

My dough makin’ eyes roll like nitrous

I go into grind mode, like lightning

Quicker than the speed of sound and that’s frightening

Yall know what I done’s incredible

Probably the reason my funds been plentiful

Better fall back, you bums expendable

I aim down sights, put your lungs in reticles

Come get it, I’m a happily verse

Any half ass rapper that have any balls

Half of em’ won’t ever get a fraction the growth

Braggin’ about a bag, but they actually broke

That’s how it goes lookin’ like attack of the clones

So I gotta hit em with immaculate flows

Captain the boat, no I never pass the controls

Bad to the bone, tell em’ all I’m back in my zone