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Mind on my paper
Ain't got time for a hater
Sittin real pretty while I'm in the scraper
If it ain't about money see you later
They say I have an odd future like Creator
Going to make sure this ain't complex
Coming for the spot for who you next
Waiting to get in the game like the man on deck
Not worried about collecting checks
I'd rather gain respect
That's pride over fame
Didn't want me in the game
So I made my own lane
And I'm flying down the feeder
By passing all of the disbelievers
They hitting high notes like vocals from Bieber
So sit back and record me on your receiver
Flow sicker than someone with a fever
And cooler than the meat in ya freezer
Meaner than the behavior displayed by Peter
I'd be lion if I said I wasn't a cheetah
Mind on my paper
Ain't got time for a hater
Sittin real pretty while I'm in the scraper
If it ain't about money see you later
They say I have an odd future like Creator
Back at it
Dag nabit
Getting money so I know my mathematics
Keeping the blue and tossing the green is habit
Used be ugly no girl would ever love me
They said I was too skinny
And my jeans weren't chubby
Let's fast forward the time
Made my haters eat those lines
Now I'm all that Amnda Bynes
I grind like the sun isn't going to shine
Used to be super weak
And only had noodles to eat
Now it's steak 6 days a week
Hooked up my ends so they'd meet
Now I stay elite like the socks on athletes feet
Some are like is that Zay
Member back in the day
I interrupt and I say