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Got me so fucked up I see y'all talking on the day to day Bunch of people wanna play pretend about to fade away I stay humble but y'all make me wanna speak in crazy ways Blame the system blame someone else's shit just ain't the same Yeah, fuck a bar sit down let me speak to you in facts Truth is nowadays I'm not really one to rap And truth is one feature I can put you on the map Truth is everything you on really goes I'm not playing it's not about ego Theres just things on top of the steeple Switch up late so murder that equal Yall ain't equals nah One more cypher rinse and repeat those I just cared yall make me look evil Time went by and they skip when they see those Yeah I swear on by the bible we are not rivals this is for good I want you to win I feel like were kin they misunderstood But if you hit me with a low blow I can promise you that's a no no Imma have to call up my man Todo And it's switch All we do is number one, switch Still hit number one, bitch At the top of the top, pick Either one number one, shit Put a man on the map, quick Or body bagged in the back, sit Got the bag in the back, split Anyone in the path, rip Me and brodie on the scene two of us on a team, oh no Twenty three in twenty three think you gon' get a ring, oh no Already Sistine, what's another sixteen? Oh no Why they both on a stream? Leave some hoes for the scene, no no Clap clap it's a wrap wrap When I rap rap it's a wrap wrap Do the rap track and the back track All that smack talk then they'll back track When the next come run the track back And when that's that leave a PS So your friends know that it's Phatsnaps I'm different with it, yuh I just want to get it popping I been feeling locked up but I ain't ever been this locked in Same ops still optin' so you leave me no option That's why I gotta talk big so they see you all optics Ops ticked round the clock I make a move they all watch it Say their money got legs, leg day they ain't squatting Tall tales on their pockets small bills in their wallets Really should have seen it coming 'Specially 'cause I stay with the profits Me and my day one going grade one Don't believe it then they, dumb, woah 'Cause everyone's tongue lash 'till they feint blood Get to hitting there taste buds, woah And now I'm in your lane, and your line off So I clip you to shape up, woah Thought you a boss, but in a pinch everybody gotta wake up Wake up, wake up, Iso, face up I don't care if I go lay up Ain't a cadence I won't make up May go mime Run Now I gotta set the pace How you gonna hurdle me? A man that you have yet to race Your face pressed against them gates Sidelines where the rest, of them wait I'll know that when, I see it I'll accept my fate 'Till then, all that's left to say is All we do is number one, switch Still hit number one, bitch At the top of the top, pick Either one number one, shit Put a man on the map, quick Or body bagged in the back, sit Got the bag in the back, split Anyone in the path, rip