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[Verse 1]
Mama said, never trust these n***as
I pull back and I bust these n***as
Before they fingers get a chance to touch the trigger
I guess next time y'all learn be quicker
I guess next time y'all to think bigger
I'm wearing double X it makes my pockets look thicker
I be working day n' night to make my body look bigger
I be working day n' night I'm trying to body you n***as
Never made a track I never felt
Playing the hand I'm dealt
Shuffle the deck, that's another one up on my belt
Trying to make them sales, I guess I'm doing it well
I'm living personal hell
'Til I'm out of jail no bail
Be out of the middle cla**
Out of living in trash
Look back at my past and laugh, I'm going to fast to crash
Ballin' Uncontrollably and laugh at you haters
I'm about to put this on the back and then get back at you later
Now what's up?
[Hook]
This one's for the dude getting rude
Cause he don't know who I am
Well if you don't know who I am
Last chance Ima make you understand
Tell 'em all like
Get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
(Just get away from me)
Get away
[Verse 2]
For the record, Ima wreck it
Every style, Ima check it
Ima k**, cause I'm reckless
On the real, Ima bench it
I been down with these n***as
I mean down and defenseless
I been down in the dumps
And I been down in the trenches
Working my a** off
Trying to get the past off
And these n***as mad soft
Cause these n***as fell off
So I'm k**ing these heroes
Like I'm, boxing with pillows
It attack, of the weirdos
Infantum is bringing kilos
Of that good sh**, that pure sh**
Rap is back, I'm 'bout to put that sh** down, back to back
I'm 'bout to, body these n***as, track to track
Catch a case and then beat the rap and laugh it's crack
Music, is all in my brain
Red room of pain
Yeah you know I'm insane
And yo
I ain't Iggy but I'm in the murder business
In fact, get in the back we 'bout to take to the limit
Sup
[Hook]
This one's for the dude getting rude
Cause he don't know who I am
Well if you don't know who I am
Last chance Ima make you understand
Tell 'em all like
Get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
(Just get away from me)
Get away
[Verse 3]
Get away cause sh**'s about to blow up
Get away cause Pela's about to go nuts
Cordon off the lobby
And protect your body
It's prolly bad for your health if you stay in this hobby
And to stop rap group I have nothing to say to you
If you was me you would spit everyday too
I stop the bar at 50 I know real n***as feel me
To the rest, I could give a f** about your feelings
My ego is in the ceiling
Now the attic yeah you feel me
Relax, I'm only chilling
This is just the beginning
These dudes kept billing
I was only making shillings
God willing
I'm 'bout to hit some oil like I'm drilling
You faking what you making
I'm in the basement making that sh** for them (strange kids)
This is a slaughterhouse I ain't playing
I'm Goku, I'm super
I'm just saying
[Hook]
This one's for the dude getting rude
Cause he don't know who I am
Well if you don't know who I am
Last chance Imma make you understand
Tell 'em all like
Get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
(Just get away from me)
Get away