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Yeah, it's Drizzy baby I'm ready Alright, J Prince I got em Look, I'm really the heir To the fortune of a millionaire Talking money with me's really unfair At the border like I swear I have nothing to declare I am nothing like these other niggas coming out this year Even if you never met me You can tell I'm on that same shit Loyal as a motherfucker Nobody be saying shit Dope boys know me Cuz I often speak they language So well spoken Man I should've went to Cambridge Y.O.U.N.G hoe Women they can be so Motivated by money That's why they be on me foe Ask your favorite rapper homie Guarantee that he know If he is the one I'm the zero. Damn Please comprehend I am a surf club general I'm mister consistent I have never come in intervals You don't wanna be caught in the middle Like a centerfold I'm committing suicide If we're ever identical Click-Clack-Pow How you like a nigga now In control of my domain They can do what I allow And I know Toronto miss me Imma be home in a minute That's my city And I run it You just run around in it They see me out in person And say I ain't heard you sing yet The world is my playground Don't fuck with my swinggg-set! We get to pitching And that's when it gets to piling I'm calling your bluff Don't act like you can't see me dialing I'm in Low-Cut Louies With them hard denim jeans And a beige jacket Hands down the best in my age bracket Holla at me! |