What
Everybody hate me now just wait 'til I drop this
(wait)
They want to put me on the shelf but I never ever sell
So you could never cop this
Right when they think I'm going left
I go up so rest assured you'll never top this
Spend a year or at least is it yet to release it
I'll teach you how to drop shit
(uh)
Where all the hype that you had last year?
(huh)
No one ever found now it's just so clear
(so clear)
Nobody give a fuck about you
Or your shit so go on and give it up
(give it up)
The nights get cold in Burbank
We light up dirty bowls let it warm the earth's face
Crossed out even the earth's plates
I'm walking at my old pace to get first place
Spend it all cause I know I'll get it back
(get it back)
Spend it all just to get me on the track
(on the track)
Kinda funny when you think about that
People pay me just to kill them all wacks
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor
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