[Intro: Jay Ant]
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[Verse: 1]
My momma ain't raise no bitch
It's never been nothing other than me
Exclusive, I am like nothing under the sea
Medusa, stoned like the eyes [?]
They better bob and weave because I'm coming in swinging
Get it back what I'm reaping
The Bay Area section of California
Where niggas ain't tripping they'll run up on you
It's never been a game player, but I'm playing it well
Hoping that the shit I'm saying gon' play and gon' sale
I don't brag I don't boast, I just pray and just hope
That I make my mark on them before I turn ghost
But until then I'm posted
Macbook flipped up, feet kicked up
Listening to beats that I just cooked up
With that new [?] shit on, I got cooked up
Beats by Dre's on so all my shit slapping
So I don't hear the phony, nah I don't hear the acting
Lights camera action that big screen dream
While all the girls cream for the cream that you get from the dream
It's a crazy ass pattern that's why I be high as saturn
Lit like the lantern [?]
Dreaming about shrimp on a yacht with my homies and my chick
If you don't like it quit talking jump off my dick
That's word to whoever, I'm never hating on another man and his endeavors
I'm feeling like I'm growing feathers
That's how fucking fly I'm feeling
And you should be in jail for all the time you killing
Time wasted up, facelift the game up
Hit them with the change up, gotta get my Change Up

[Outro: Jay Ant]
Hahaha I like that one
That nigga that nigga
Nigga that boy good