Lyrics : 

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[Verse 1]

I'm a diamond in the rough, I thought I told you this shit?

Feel that mafiatic aura when I walk in this bitch,

I told you 

Boss shit, pockets empty - but we grinding. 

Ambition in you fucking "rappers" ...

Getting hard to find it.

Listen most you artist really ain't bout shit though!

Come and kill me, I'm four years over due a slit throat

Lord knows, I still got some enemies who want me

Probably listen like 

"Let this motherfucker taunt me!"

Pop me, probably bounce back like I'm Pac though 

Prettier than Flacko.

Hungry for that beef? It's served rare on the plato. 

And don't come around thinking that there's love...

I'm the Don, hoe. 

California's very own Picasso. 

Shepard not a sheep, feel free to follow.

March into the night with raised fist till it's tomorrow

Tell me why this rap shit take-and-borrow?

This is - Lucy meeting Marco

Heart is - Ice cold and blacker than some charcoal

Narco - steady slanging all this fucking dope shit

Got a girl who got a man, I keep the pussy soaking 

Loaded, cocked, aimed and ready to shoot. 

Boom 

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[Bridge]

Yeah, Yeah 

Yeah, Yeah 

Yeah, Yeah 

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[Verse 2]

Got my eyes on the prize, dawg - won't settle for lesser

I ain't trynna "get-by" I'm trynna teach what professors

Never could - it's something that I call ambition. 

Manifest what I want, and all that I envision. 

I'm talking commas and zeros

With more respect than DeNiro

A song a piece of the puzzle 

A portion of my blue printed mural. 

Mortal, Immoral Hero. Yeah, Yeah. 

I'm bout my fucking business 

4F feel like a Bureau 

And who you think the fucking boss is? 

All these pussies do the promo - spread my name like gossip 

Got me feeling nauseous. 

I'll take another sip, though. 

I see right through you bitches, never pure 

You fucking nympho's. 

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[Outro]

But all's forgiven, baby 

Trust that. 

Yeah, you can trust that. 

Fall in love again?

With a hoe? 

Motherfuck that!

...Is that better?

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