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[Verse]

Trap boy ain't nobody stopping this

With the ball I'm like Novak Djokovic

Still scoring points, still scoring points

Numbers don't lie you can check the scoreboard

Feds on my case but I'm blessed B

If you really got a case then arrest me

Take me for a mug you won't forget me

Cah man will put on any mug like Tetley

And I just wanna live before my funeral

But when they see you doing well they wan get rid of you

And I was on my face, back against the ropes

And now I'm on my toes, back up on my throne

My nigga got some years cah he never told

And up until this day he tells me that he doesn't know

And I ain't tryna preach who am I to you

But if you listen close, you might learn a thing or two

School of hard knocks, learnt a thing or two

The way you work under pressure is so crucial

Cah niggas getting dropped, bodies piling up

And all these niggas snitching they ain't adding up

And shawty wanna fuck, I don't give a fuck