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I feel like one them niggas
That brag for hoes
But I get hoes no bragging
House car clothes
Always had hoes
Always had more
Than yo average jo
Ian gotta flex on shit
Ian inna bank rollin
Ian gotta flex to a *****
Know ain't no benz rollin
Still get Kelly Roland
Have ha toes curlin
In the gym pressin
Look I'm so impressive
Livin check to check I'm
Tweakin needa be more selfish
Lookin out for niggas need it
But don't get what delt them
Bouta tell you some real
I'm finna cop divorce
Married to a bunny ass
A 10 she fine of course
Finna make more
Than I came
In with no child support
I still a buy her ass a house
On go sit on the porch
Yes I gotta daughter
Yes I got a son
Yes I'm tall as ****
Yes I'm 6 feet 1
Get in my bag I'm bragging
Doin this for fun
Nigga loosen up before
I'll treat you like my son
Back to the track rappin
Grew up by the trap
Poppa was a trap rat
Momma fake boujie ass
She be actin like I don't
Know where she grew up at
Still **** with niggas
Like my pops gettin the bag
Ok Let's get to it
Cousin is student
Houston he got movement
Space be congruent
He a nasa star
That's a ****in bar
Back in high school
I could barely lift the bar
If you listened
This far we'll guess what
I got more bars then kids
In tissue after bussing a nut
I got a house so I won't miss you
When you cutting a rug
I'm that nigga I'm the issue
Don't **** wimmie then so what
I can bag a ***** like you
The same way I gotchu Ian tweakin
I can get my money by myself don't
Need no friends that's geekin
Need no prayers I'm the decon
Im the reverend I'm the preacher
I'm the one that got away you
Lookin up for me Ian reachin