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Welcome to life Where fucked up shit happens I go for hours, ain't been drunk I'm solar-powered, I don't need a plug Indirect, me? No I direct, my own video And I put 'em on TV too You can call me the GPU Plus man's got dedicated fans If I'm onstage, dance, ram Album's hot, water cool that Take off the top, bottle get splashed And I've got, bare plaques Man sells tops, man sells hats Yeah, instead of selling that piff I got packs on lock so I don't get shift, what?! Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know Letras de cancionesBars? Man I've got bare Houses and cars? We got that here Ain't got jewels, and I don't care Man ain't a fool 'cause I got cash spare Yo, man are spending a hundred bags on a watch and still don't know what time it is Man are draped in designer rags and cloth And you can't do what Big Mikey did Ayy you're pissed, don't wear Giuseppes or watch on my wrist Skank like Skeppy in my Jordan 6 Cost one-fifth Mum hears that, she will still diss, ayy! She got a whip and a house and another house in homeland Nigeria 2010, finding rent money was all that was on the criteria And that's mad Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know Ayo Jamie, how you gonna block me man? Easy, say you can't stop these bans Guys wanna chat about top three fam 'til I pick up the mic and hot these man Hot them up like Sriracha sauce Blaze them up like cigars Of course they're gonna try take man's spot If you don't think so then man might come after yours Yeah, I get this a lot Man diss me and think I don't clock 'Cause I don't burn bridges, I let them rot Crumble, drop in the water like plop And if a man try swim, drown him No holds barred, grudge match ting And if I can still see a man's boat then sweet-chin music make a boy sing like well, well, well! Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know Man are gonna hate me you know Before they just rate me you know They can't take it you know That's why they wanna fake it you know From Letras Mania