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Say hello to Mr. Slept On Early mornings, I ain't slept long Big-headed so I'm head strong Had to be just to be headed To where I was goin like my head gone Said I'm crazy but I told them all That it's no Biggie, but you dead wrong I'm the wrong one to be swept off up under the rug Patience of a wondrous slug That come from the mud And get y'all up off me Flowing circles round them like drawstrings Overheads get Moss reach For the stars I was taught dreams Never stop, eat, wreak Havoc Like half of Mobb Deep You ain't talking money then you've lost me I'm saving all that for my offspring Can't snatch a necklace up off me Cause I don't have one Spent that on college funds for both my sons But it's four accounts I'm accounting for Another two that's yet to come Yes I have enough, they can have some Competition yeah, I halfed 'em Letras de cancionesWhen you don't look the part, yeah, you have to When you do, opportunities stack up Like the odds against me, I just have one Opportune moment but that's all I need Cause I own it, seize it, like I-C-E So cold like Icees And I'm just chilling like IVs I don't have to try, come and try me This is effortless like when eyes blink Smooth like ice rinks And I ain't reached my peak Just a chance to be a rapper And the future is what I'll be Labels all gonna want to sign me ColdNation records first signed me Independent label owned by me So I'm taken like I'm Liam Neeson's daughter but by me I'm bossed out But Sunday, Jerry's boss now when I ball out I'm a dog when Dak get the ball out Pull the sauce out Pour the sauce on em that's too much Good wife that's too clutch Without a backbone you can't do much Making moves like food trucks Getting to the bread til it's chewed up And my bank accounts look juiced up Who knew? Huh. White dude rapping too tough While I suit up White and Blue'd up Silver shoes stuck Getting loose touch-down Got all of the crowd reaching on down Cleaning their shoes up Man and back when I remember them telling me to end This vision in my medulla And now they telling me That athletes that's rapping can't do much Gotta go harder it's too much All cause the stigma I reply with this first enigma Gotta listen back just to learn the picture My first description take the earth to spin Before the verse can hit em I'm the first with skin rap elites But actually it only took one to revert the system Get em Look at how I curve the rhythm Just squirtin venom like a nervous Making moves like food trucks Getting to the bread til it's chewed up And my bank accounts look juiced up From Letras Mania