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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, just copped a mansion
And my parents a crib
Listening to doubt never
Worked for me but my arrogance did
They love to hate, they love to hate
How ironic, I know
She loves my long hair
And my tattoos
How iconic, I know
Women pounce often
And my sound poppin'
Y'all are clout hoppin',
While i'm house shoppin'
You should make more moves
And less announcements

I'm having sex with spouses
Watch me invest in counters
I got the best accountants
I'm looking at the aftermath
Upon my hours
Unfortunately, I barely take
The time to smell my flowers
Used to move around a lot
Used to have to pack houses
Now I'm on the road playing
Shows for packed houses
Now I'm in Toronto smoking
Maple leaves
I got the catalog of branches
Outside of the label street
You can't label me, I made all
My shots
But that was when the crowd
Was ghost
Now the world is watching me
Time to go repeat results

I'm an outlaw
I do my thing and talk my shit
And run my mouth off
I never really ever gave a fuck
About y'all
Got a lot of hits left like a
Southpaw
Without y'all

I been in the Dominican swimmin'
In thick women with skin like
Cinnamon bitches 'til Tuesday
Don't you ever talk to me crazy
You still got roommates
Went platinum out a suitcase,
Y'all too fake, y'all debut came
And went
And I'm throwing the coup de'
Ta-da, bitch I'm here, y'all pop
Up and disappear
I bump Bianca in Bahamas,
I want 20 mill this year
What y'all know 'bout doin'
Sold out shows around the globe,
I bring the hoes out
The come-up's documented
You should scroll down
And peep game

You can say he changed
'Cause he went in a cheap aim,
But he landed where he aimed
So, bump the chest you thumpin'
Fuck the threats you published
I'm up in yo city and doing shows,
Address is public (Ah!)
Never listen to the churches
I listen to Kanye, Eminem, Nipsey,
J. Cole, Kendrick, Drake and Jay-Z
Verses
Rappers the new sermon, rappers
Are the preachers
Rappers are the doctors and the
Teachers, the world needs us
C'mon!

I'm an outlaw
I do my thing and talk my shit
And run my mouth off
I never really ever gave a fuck
About y'all
Got a lot of hits left like a
Southpaw
Without y'all

People say I'm cocky, people
Say I'm arrogant
I think lack of confidence is
Very un-American
Miss me with comparisons
Y'all can't hold a candle to me
You gon' need more paraffin
Bunch of fuckin' zombies poppin'
Pills and sippin' heroin
Y'all are so embarrassin'
Got your wifey runnin' all her
Fingers through my hair again
Starin' in her soul, your bitch
Has no control
She's lookin' at my platinum
Plaques, your bitch ass still in gold
Hot globally, you hot locally

I'm noticing this game hasn't
Really noticed me
It's okay, I understand
I wasn't in your plan
They all gon' come around'
Cause I'm the motherfuckin' man
I was right about what
I was wrong about when
I'm livin' right right now,
'Cause I was right back then
I was right about what,
I was wrong about when
I'm livin' right right now,
'Cause I was right back then
Bitch

I'm an outlaw
I do my thing and talk my shit
And run my mouth off
I never really ever gave a fuck
About y'all
Got a lot of hits left like a
Southpaw
Without y'all

I'm an outlaw
I do my thing and talk my
Shit and run my mouth off
I never really ever gave a
Fuck about y'all
Got a lot of hits left like
A southpaw
Without y'all

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