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[Verse]
Damn, hella unfortunate
Fortunate fame is not the same
When your phase is important but lame
Gotta take this rap sh*t in small portions
I'm like Mike, who the f*ck is up on the court with
I'm attacking the paint because I smell endorphins
Pocket check, pus*y boy, I smell endorsements
Them shucking and jiving, JID jumped off the porch
I'm tired of being poor and begging for porridge
I need a Porsche and a crib in the forest
If they try to pop me, watch my eyes squint like Forrest Whitaker
Hit you from a distance
Good riddance, good day, and good business
Get on your [?] while the good is good
God gave me the jewels and I been on my juug with it
The rules be used and abused for you to lose
To lose the choice, don't choose, you in the blues
I move like a criminal, smooth
That can walk on the moon
They waiting for me to pop like bubble gum or balloons