Inspiring Based Music lyrics

[Acid Souljah]
b*tch, you know I'm on that based sh*t
They can't replicate all the swag that we makin'
Imma roll this [?] and then I'm gonna face it
I been on a mission, every day I'm paper chasin'
I'm tryna get the guap, b*tch
I will never stop even when I'm on top, b*tch
I'm tryna see the whole team go and f*ckin' get rich
I came a long way from sellin' fake pressed sh*t
I came a long way from [?]
I was getting high, skipping school, you was [?]
I ain't tryna work with these rappers 'cause I think they dumb lame
I'm in the stu, cookin' hits, goin' insane
I'm really based, b*tch
I'm sellin' new swag
Y'all be on that lame sh*t
I'm wearing sh*t that y'all haven't even seen before
I don't got a lot of friends, that's why I went and copped a 2-door
I could never tell a lie, why the f*ck you think I'm wearin' all this True for?
I'm tryna see my family eat, why the f*ck you think I'm countin' all these blues for?
I heard your new tape, that sh*t sounded p*ss poor
I'm hittin' noscopes, I'm still on the top of the motherf*ckin' scoreboard
They wanna copy all my swag, they some motherf*ckin' clones like they straight outta Star Wars
I [?], why the f*ck you think I brought this f*ckin' mag for?
You wanna copy all my swag, you gon' have to do some sh*t you don't even have the cash for
My haters smell bad and they f*ckin' dirt poor
I know I'm comin' up, this the sh*t I worked for
I know I'm comin' up 'cause I work hard b*tch
I'm on that based sh*t and I'm really positive
I'm spreadin' love in my songs, no cap
If you hatin' on me, you a lame, that's a fact
When I'm in the stu, all I'm finna do is spaz
I'm a based teacher, I could give your ass a class
[d0llywood1]
Uh, uh
I'm a based pupil, Acid Souljah taught me what I know
I might take a nap or cut my class and pour a four
I don't wanna f*ck that b*tch, I'm pretty sure we f*cked before
And she said she liked my verse and said she like when I say "go"
I [?] I gotta go
[?] my song so I put jewelry on my clothes
[?] no, I'll never fold
Makin' people happy, that's my one and only goal
I gotta get rich, I wasn't fine with bein' poor
Flexin' on these n*ggas, how you fine with bein' broke?
I could take her hole, I would rather take her soul
By the neck, hold me close, baby, never let me go
Flexin' in that b*tch and I ball like [?]
Said he want some smoke, gave his ass a lethal dose
Blood in my cup and my di*k in her throat
I'm a switch, baby [?]
Ever since the [?], but I don't
I been bad, baby, like my name is [?], ay
I still from my south, I'mma always
[?] n*ggas grab the remote
Yes, I text that b*tch but I don't do that no more
You can trust me baby, you don't have to check my phone
[?]
[?] b*tch on the way, b*tch I can't do this anymore
Said she tryna f*ck, I said baby that's for sure
[?] n*gga, I'm desensitized to gore
If you really want me, you would never hit the door
All types of pills like a f*ckin' candy store
She get on her knees, b*tch, address me as your lord
I don't trust a b*tch 'bout as far as I could throw
Think I lost myself, Kara, where did you go, go?
I smoke by myself 'til my body move slow
Uh, turn up, turn up, turn up, go, go, go