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[Intro]

Yeah I fuck it up, yeah I fucking [?]

(Augh, huh, huh, uh, huh, uh)

Stop [?] out

Fuck the [?] they can keep on hating like it's their job

[Verse 1]

Woah, keep on going up they don't know where I'm bouta' go

I got motion, Ion' give a fuck about no promo

I'm from Britain so I don't know nun' bout about no poles

Twenty-twenty-five, I'm messing with a couple pro's

[?] don't know nothing about no dough

I'm going up, I had to lock it down

I got [?] coming with me who's gonna hit the road

[Verse 2]

Yeah, why that shawty looking like she hold suttin'

[?] had to build suttin'

Snoa two, four, seven, yeah, I get the people coming (yeah)

Snoa two, four, seven, yeah, I keep the bags coming (ah)

[Verse 3]

Sometimes I look and think, I can't believe I'm coming up

Remember years ago, I nеver thought I'd be suttin' (nah)

Peoplе talking on the net, I really [?]

They run their mouth but at my show they [?] down