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I swear i get
i swear to god i get it
i mean aint nun wit it
but how come you aint become the man already dog
Up here it gets heavy
Feele pressure bout to break this levy
Champion underground it get
How come you aint come you aint become the already
If its real i get it
Its the island its the field im betting
Nyc is the belt im winning
but how come you aint become the man already dog
Its the round one lights
This is vegas in the sound i fight
No dancing its the jabs i weave away
No shade cause i can sun you anyday
I mean it all a game its time to play
I find out that Yall run out of things to say
Lay to waste the training days
Create a pace that i erase all day mayne
Out here it gets heavy
Its the wall all that talk is so petty
All fast to run your lips andretti
How come you aint become the man already
Cant say yall did it
No time to see the end yall finished
Thats life and its a bitch i get it
And that why you aint become the man already oh
You know you wanna
Wanna get up out the hood
Kill the hunger
Gotta be for one on everything
Pave a lane to run on anything
No fucks
Not one in the air for love
Run solo
Play that phase is slow mo
This fight belong mee
Up here it gets heavy
Feele pressure bout to break this levy
Champion underground it get
How come you aint come you aint become the already
If its real i get it
Its the island its the field im betting
Nyc is the belt im winning
but how come you aint become the man already dog
12 rounds gunning
This is way to high i want it
This is just my life im going
round im going
Aint offense i just play shit close
Not to brag or boast
No love lost
In between these ropes
Gloves come off i defeat my foes
Thats all yall gotta know
You couldnt shine the boots i lace
Ringside for the fights i make
You view in silence
Talk shit back behind it
Sad song quie the violins
Its tiring
Watching me wilding
Whipping everybodys ass is inspiring
I mean it
Jab and duck
I run a muck
Throw a left and back the fuck up
Sway away enough
Can you keep up with the pace
While that cold steel pressing at your face
In your corner saying its gon be tough day
Im already up jumping for the next mayne lest say
I swear i get
i swear to god i get it
i mean aint nun wit it
but how come you aint become the man already dog