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Justin Starling
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Feeling like I'm top five
Aye, yeah
Look, I know I'm top five
This gon' make the block ride
Caught him on the back street
Gotta tell him "Bye bye"
They don't want no beef
No this isn't Five Guys
Yeah, I'm coming for the chicken
I ain't talking Popeyes
White girls, black girls
We don't do apartheid
I was working part-time
Tell 'em "Pardon my grind"
Just a light skin boy coming from the dark side
Always talking that real, go and check the archives
Aye, get it how you live it
NY on the fitted, you be telling 'em who did it
I be going crazy with it, I should be committed
I know that they jocking me. they never gon' admit it
I'm fired up, no it's not tied up
We winning
I got more bars then a life sentence
Y'all got bars with the ones you not penning
Take it as a diss if you listen and offended
Yeah, that's to all if you offended
Jay invented swag, and the swag I reinvented
Acting like you fly but you just a flight attendant
Me, I am the pilot
Shoutout to my stylist
I'm fed up
Me, I usually keep it chill, but I'm fed up
I was tryna bite my tongue, but I'm fed up
I don't ever get bitter, just better
Just better
They say it's dope when I hold it
I get the mic and control it
They see I'm steady and focused
I put my city on shoulders
We been the furthest from sober
He got the blunt and the soda
If someone get in my way
I'ma go run him over
Ran him over in the uber, ain't no drunk driving, uh
Uber XL let the shawties pile in, uh
Shawty like my style
I let her smash my stylist
Boy, I got the drip, can't find it
California coast for the weekend
Let the party begin
Animals smoking all these botanicals
Eating other rappers, they acting like I'm a cannibal
Like Hannibal
Silence of the lambo
I'm Rambo
Who sounding like, this lotta carbon copies
I'm killing the game, call me Jon Gotti
They'll be gone in a year let's stop pretending
That go out to everyone if you got offended
Yeah, that's to all if you offended
Jay invented swag, and the swag I reinvented
Acting like you fly, but you just a flight attendant
Me, I am the pilot
Shoutout to my stylist
I'm fed up
Me, I usually keep it chill, but I'm fed up
I was tryna bite my tongue, but I'm fed up
I don't ever get bitter just better
Just better
Writer(s): Justin Starling
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