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Yeah, yo I'm a crazy aversion with 6 verses, single ladies Sittin in shawty with Wayne Brady in Mercedes Benz driving lefty going 80 in a 10 Maybe it's cause your busy masturbating with a friend You don't see this next level shit that we on, we got you Smoking in the matrix with Keanu in a hospital Receiving sedatives I should probably get some better friends See my mom screaming through the glass please let him live Smoked out brain cells Piss and don't aim well Probably cause I just drank some liquor now my name yelled Across the globe women see me in the road Take 'em back to the hotel and they can see me in the robe Woah, I'm not a fucking carbon copy of these other dudes Make 'em say Mmmm like a upside down 'W' I been spittin' it rappin' I get bitches to tap it I been ballin' like Nowitski and the Mavericks Bitch I make classics and never take class But you never see the bigger picture like some reading glasses I said it, I meant it Never fucking forget it My raps lame make a hater get hard like some head shit This is probably just some shit to roll a doobie up Knew that Matty had my back before he even threw me up I quit selling weed knew I had to stop man Letras de cancionesUsed to push zips in the suburbs like Botwin I do it all rap pop so get your shit up Then I can write a radio smash and get my dick sucked Get up, get up It's a stick up stick up Cause I shoot beats with lyric ammunition nition And I don't wanna stop You will never see me I'm like some hot sauce When you burn a fuckin' CD Cause you put my shit on everything Knew that I would make it to the top I know I'm better than All of these bitches coming out right now If you ain't got no respect shut your mouth right now This little bitch was tryna tell me that he Hollywood Get your production game up man you probably should Nothing personal my raps would fucking murder you And then my microphone would take the rap and fucking surgical With words sharper than fake shanks Up in your cervical Or get nervous and throw up in your mother fucking thermos So who's next to get took I spit dank and get cooks So back the fuck off Cause I don't need another fucking hook No man I don't need a mother fucking hook Get the fuck back cause I don't need a mother fucking hook Yeah 1993, 3 Fuck it I got one more Ready yo My name is CMP and I'm here to make an agreement With any tracks that I fucking smash down on the cement 6 feet up I'm staying up high And my team fucks with all the best beats till we die Yeah that's what I stand for What I make all my plans for The coldest rapper here so I keep my pockets with hand warms I'm the man for all the labels they don't see me But why should I care when everybody wanna be me Uh from a to z be My flow alphabetical I spit it as medical Burn trees like a seminal Raps turn your flow up in your ear I still be that fresh man in my senior year Switch flows for the fun of it I'm a run with it I'm a king on the MI- See I just come with it I ain't done with it never gonna be done with it Planning to get famous As soon as autumn or summer hit I stay studying Paperbacks in my bag pack Text books full of fat stacks That I get from this rap crap Flow sweet like the first bite of a flapjack Flow nasty like a gross plumbers ass crack Rappers going and leaving I put the beat in my sleeve And just make magic like a smart don't I see man I been rapping since I was in 4th grade Now they tryna tell me Cam you don't even make the grade But what's an A when I'm a B what they C On the television late night Or even MTV So, schools just another marketing tactic So shout out to all the principals that's got my back bitch From Letras Mania