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Tryina make something

Tryina make something

Tryina make something

Tryina make something

Tryina make something great

Tryina make something great

Tryina make something great outta

Great outta

Tryina make something great outa every

Great outta

Tryina make something great outta

Okay huh

Tryina make something great outta everything good that he had

That god have him

Staring in a mirror

At himself up like he was star gazing

Was wayyy up I felt blessed

Destined to shine like nothing that came before me so I felt next

But as fate would have it even though I thought my tapes were savage

They ain′t really had what makes em maverick

And I ain't really had what it takes to grab it

Started feeling like my great was average

So I disappear tryina chase the magic

Making a habit

Outta making sure

Every brave war scripts I laced the baddest

Gave them more hits in place of wackness

Stayed in doors spliff in case the madness

Got to me and I sold out with my own clout tryina taste the lavish

Lifestyle of these rappers

But my smile will be backwards

So I chose the freedom

And got with fame

And went buck wild on these bastads

You good suicyde?

Just hit the light off there

Off the camera

I′m holding all the cards while you jokers show me your hands

I've dealt more hands than Leo davic vetruvian man

Pardon me pardon the swag pardon the arrogance

Had you been in my shoes

We wouldn't have heard the end of it

So do you blame me for not mingling with none of yall

Side stepping vibes

Collecting and not connecting with hoes

It′s a rarefied air I′m breathing

By the time we fly in

Rare occasions we G-Four landing

Luggage in a different whip than I'm in

But look at yall

The symbol of fading glory is striking

Bitches use to get to laughing

Now I′m looking at them like hey what happened?

It's quiet humbling

Yall fake gold and platinum plaques

You don′t need me to tell you money don't come from raps

It′s how you monetise not how you monopolise

Got my feet up

Puttering around in Abaco in Bahamas

I still don't owe shit just stock options

In a company with a boat I can use on occasions

All registrations pointing to Belize

Unapologetically being ourselves

Even when it's politically incorrect

Even when it hurts the politically connect

Speaking of connects lately I just don′t mix myself

Ducking the Marilyns the Monalisas and Genevieves

All kinds of link ups

Cause even friends start to hiss

All I care about is buying the you ain′t seen one of these

So when you see me and I don't speak you know what time it is

It ain′t that big of a deal I'm off everything yall on

I′m Mike Vick how I dribble you all

I'm Mike Vick how I dog these hoes

I roll alone but niggas looking at me like squad goals

Rich source of whispered curiosity on road

We over here if you looking for us

That means we eavesdropping

And if we eavesdropping then there′s no need looking for us

We dig up your grave then tell you die again

Real niggas real shit we give you the burn like Andrew Tate

I'm God's favourite one of his trusted soldiers

Don Corleone willing to die for the existence bestowed on us

Who else you gonna run with the truth is us

They never believed in us now they see us they don′t believe it′s us

Outboxing every box we in

Out scoring every score we in

Box office everything music fashion and film

Out to prove wrong whoever said we'll do wrong motherfuckers

I yes sir and no sir with the best of them

Duck and delay with the best of them

Driven outta embassies in cars with no emblems

Credit good no kids two nieces one nephew just blessing them

I could write a story

Look how far we came from Minute Maid to champagne glasses

Ducking girls off backstage tryina find passes

Graduating without making classes

Written off the class sick now we making classics

Life′s looking like a rare fabric

Looking like a Taylor Swift release week

Deliberately over delivering

And all that belligerent doesn't hold when it′s time to throw hands

It's no rocket science to let the paper exchange hands

I dress better rap better my girl better and I get to the bands

What you broke niggas do mhh let′s see probably break dance

Yea

How yall got a record deal but we live better than yall

We fly better dress better date better eat better

We sleep better and we rap better

Life's better be better

Gone