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Back to the rappin', I feel so immaculate Thumbin' through hunnids, 'cause bitch, I ain't broke (Woo) I see you askin' why I'm in this jacket In the heat of summer, 'cause bitch, I ain't cold Call me rabbit, 'cause I'm stackin' carrots by the bundles Funny, I ain't eatin' 'em, though Austin 3:16 with the flow When I walk in, I'ma stun [?], stone-cold Dash at us (Mmm) Unpredictable, and sicker than a Mad Hatter (Mmm) All these haters keep on bitchin', I ain't mad at 'em (Mmm) I would be too if I had to witness such a bad rapper Eat up every single beat like a vegan with asthma [?] more cheese than it needs like a fat pack [?] if they call me a backpacker, 'cause thе whole game sleepin' on me Whilе I'm carryin' them on my back, that's a nap-sack I wanna be the best, but the version of myself, not the one that everybody else is tryna be I already know that I am better than those, don't compare me with the flows below me Know why, I am the alpha, but they are the sheep Best be sleepin' with both eyes open soon Why, 'cause I'll creep in the night, and I'll eat me a slice of you rappers like pies I notice, time to put you rappers on notice They hearin' my buzz, and they swarm like locusts (Mmm) Jump in my boat, but they don't know how to row it They know this, I know their next move, 'cause I wrote it The dough is risin' 'cause my flow is violent Letras de cancionesYeah, they say my money talks like a poltergeist So I'ma bless everybody that's around me Split my seas up Moses to those that know I'm the nicest But money ain't nothin' but Devil in paper I've seen it do things to friends I deemed dangerous The pain that it brings every day to the same friends Actin' like pictures, the way that they change up Man, the game ain't the same Everybody want fame, but I just want it to change I'ma be the bad guy, call me the new Bane Line up these rappers, then I cock back, aim, then bang Walkin' through this life, my back is sliced up through the blades I ain't seem to have to have a choice, it's time for things to go my way Ain't been a villain all my life, don't get it twisted, I was nice But people pushed me 'til I snapped at the pain Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) I'll be the bad guy (Mmm, yeah) Yeah, look All smiles, I ain't jokin' Bad guys don't win with no focus But you dudes been buggin' me like locusts Put holes in my foes, no intro, cold open, like (Brrt) Press me, you might get burnt over the top like a creme brulee (Yeah) Press me, you might end up dead today Put you to sleep, and dance at your funeral, you don't ever wake (Haha) Woo, if I come around don't be scared, just be ready I'm a sleeping giant, watch where you treading The top, no cap, bro, that's where I'm heading Really that dude, you just been forgetting Drip like I'm sweating, sauce, spaghetti Say a hail Mary, Machiavelli Don't lie in my songs, if I said it, I meant it, uh I be the person that's trustin' too easy, I always get stabbed in the back I think it's jealousy from all my enemies, just 'cause I have what you lack I used to shoot for the moon, now I'm shootin' to kill Aimin' [?] like I'm crackin' my back, I laugh at your tracks Wallet, keys, water bottle, change of clothes, boy, I'm back in my bag I know this, grip the stick, spray and pray It's Crypt mixed with new Jay and Ye like "Otis" (Yeah) Businesses pay to play, I bring the army, and I [?] like I'm POTUS I'm on my job, promoted Double cup of [?] still open, throw it You don't gotta tell me I'm dope, I know it Cross me, get a pen and pad, like noted Huh, yeah, really too easy now I'm gonna make myself at home, you need me to leave, then see me out The distance between us is deep You ask for a hand, lil' homie, keep reachin' out Don't need you now, just please, get out Number one is God, please the crowd Middle finger while I'm Walkin' through this life, my back is sliced up through the blades I ain't seem to have to have a choice, it's time for things to go my way Ain't been a villain all my life, don't get it twisted, I was nice But people pushed me 'til I snapped at the pain (Don't get it, don't get it, don't get it, don't get it twisted) Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) Guess I'm the bad guy (Woah) I'll be the bad guy (Mmm, yeah) From Letras Mania