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Album: For All the Dogs Scary Hours Edition (2023)
Charted: 51
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  • Check, yes
    One, one-one, one
    Ayy, yeah
    Look

    The most decorated, competition decimated
    My drive is dedicated, your drive is designated
    Niggas got you to the spot and then you separated
    Reasons for it speculated, we know how it escalated
    Rarely celebrated, grade eleven educated
    Radio is king again, Billboard got me regulated
    Wanna make it fair for you, numbers that I generated
    Do right and kill everything, people knew that death awaited
    Taylor Swift the only nigga that I ever rated
    Only one could make me drop the album just a little later
    Rest of y'all, I treat you like you never made it
    Leave your label devastated
    Even when you pad the stats, period, I never hated
    Even when you stab me in the back, the vest is metal-plated
    Tryna see a B inside my circle like I'm gettin' graded
    Man, all this luggage in the lobby like I'm gettin' traded
    Every time you need me for a boost, I never hesitated
    Every time that Yeezy called a truce, he had my head inflated
    Thinkin' we gon' finally peace it up and get to levitatin'
    Realize that everything premeditated
    Everyone was good with me, then everyone expression faded
    Tickin' time bomb and they beggin' me to detonate it
    If I press this red button, dog, everybody Heaven Gated
    Press this red button, dog, and everything forever changes
    Word to M-Dolla, she the only one could maybe save it
    Should've hit you first, but, sis, you know about the shit I've taken
    Niggas think it's sweet, but I am not a diabetic patient
    No
    I will start blackin' over here like it's segregation
    I will fuckin' double-cross you niggas like it's meditation
    I'll give you a hard pill to swallow, this your medication
    I will fuckin' pop up on your ass like a revelation
    I could tell you better than I show you, this a demonstration
    I will fuckin' leave you in the dirt like some vegetation
    Chemicals is mixin' in my brain and killin' hesitation
    I will fuckin' force a few shots like a vaccination
    Niggas fuckin' call me up to cap, this not a graduation
    I will fuckin' put your ass on pause like I'm Pastor Mason
    I will set alarms off and cause a whole evacuation
    I'll fuckin'-, I'll fuckin'-
    I'll get to you ten years from now like procrastination
    I'll fuckin' find out wherever y'all are celebratin'
    Pull up, park my Phantom on the curb like I'm Larry David
    And then we'll see who's really crazy

    Yeah
    Grrah Writer/s: Aubrey Graham, Miles Parks McCollum, R. Di Melo, S. Wilson
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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