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This is that like, lazy shit yeah
Like, you just sipping scotch
Sit back, and listen to this shit

Yeah, Jonah Hill just interrupted
Me at dinner to
Tell me he was a really big fan
God damn, what is my life, fam? Hah
He started rapping my shit
I started clapping his shit legacy records
You know I'm coming back to this bitch
Uh, guess you can say I got the money ball
They say when it rains, it pours
Look at this money fall, hah
New York City on a Tuesday
I'm the reincarnated Sinatra
Fuck what you say
Just might pull a muscle from
All of this flexing
Me and JJ abram's just got finished texting
Let that shit breathe
Naw, really think about it, here we go, uh
Yеah sorry for dropping names
Just got so many to carry
Just left the crib with Jеss and Jerry
Board games with Sasha
Yeah you know that's my lil homie
She a fan, but she act like she ain't know me
And it's nice to feel normal
It's nice to feel accepted
Too long have I neglected Bobby
Cause I was scared of failing, prolly
So I sacrificed my twenties, not for money
But for the greatest fanbase in the world
Success, and a beautiful girl
And even though it ain't work, it's all gravy
Nothing but love, yeah it's nothing but love
Switch the topic when I drop it
Like it's high up above
Keep it going, keep it going
Like it's up in the glove
Only - common sense, no it don't
Nothing to pay attention
Manifestations the reason for my ascension
Check it, now
My C notes run long like Luciano Pavarotti
Once you on my level
They claiming Illuminati
Experience the D, and she go out of body
Good girl, but she love
To get naughty, prolly, uh
Fifty M's, I got fifty M's
But I remember when
Couldn't afford the bus to
Go chill with friends
Used to rock the low top, now it's high-end
Ellen DeGeneres is my friend, uh
Might pull a muscle from all of this flexing
Me and JJ abrams, we just finished texting
Before I hit the session
Life is such a blessing
Sonning these rappers like a
Father in confession
Shorty say go deep like Hail Mary
Step in the booth, I ain't messing
Tommy Hilfiger just sent me
An unreleased cardigan
With another personal card, again
Thanks, Tom, I hope the family's good
You showed me nothing but
Love at the Grammy's, good
Step to me, I wish you would
Step to me, I wish you would
Dropping names, boy I'm dropping names
Think I could support 'em
From all of these gains
2013, on tour with Kid Cudi
Bumping 'Nothing Was The Same'
On top of the world
Felt like I had nothing more to gain
But boy was I wrong
Just check the lyrics in this song
Yeah I've come a long way
And it's been a long day
Haters finna hate, but really
No they ain't got shit to say now what up
Ayo, fuck the tomfoolery
My success is not measured in jewelry
When it comes to lies by the press
I've built an immunity
Movies, novels, and music
I work like it's two of me
Writing this song in first-class on
My way to LA on the lay flat
Diddy money, come now take that
Yeah, that boy June produced
The whole project
We call that shit a 6ix tape
I stay connected, like griptape
I can't fuck with thots
Now that's a bad idea
I need a woman with self-respect, and if not
Then see ya
Cause all the girls go crazy in the crowd
No you basic bitches not allowed
Just be a good person
Or you can stay jealous and
Watch your life worsen
Uh, let me bring it up like
This when I write this
They know my flow is crazy
First name, B, but I rap like Jay-Z
Yes, my life is so amazing
'Bout to get it this month
From the back to the front i'm leveling up
Put it up in my cup now pour me up
You know the deal, Bobby keep it real
That's all the time
When I rhyme, know I design
Only one of a kind approaching my
Time, I'm highest on the jet
But besides that I'm on the low
The Realest, hoe, yeah you know the deal is
Hoe this is how we do it fo' sho, listen, uh
Maryland, Maryland, where you at
Where you been i'm nothing without you
No I do not know how to begin
West Deer Park and 355, that boy alive
I strive, the greatest that ever made it
From nothing to something bobby Tarantino
Yeah he get them streets jumping
Headed to the arena
But first I gots to get this pump in
Tri's, bi's, and back
I don't work my trapezius cause I
Grew up in the trap
Aw snap, yeah he got it like that
Check the demeanor, I feel like Martin
Where my Gina have you seen her, I'm Lee
I'm the professional, the cleaner, uh
Prepare to feel my wrath
Higher than a lake of fire
You soft as a bubble bath
This shit don't add up when I do the math
I'ma take a moment and thank all the fans
Looking at these celebrities, like, yo
Come get your mans
Tryna' act like they all high and mighty
Go to shake they hand, and they
Try to carry you, like Jim, alrighty
She say I know you're a
Gentlemen, but right now, don't have to be
And in this moment
There's no place I'd rather be
The L-O-G-IC, do what you love and be free
This is how we get it when I spit it, see
Check it, B just a Rolex, not no necklace
This for those that talking reckless
They can hate, but they still respect us
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