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D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey

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Look, aye
Why do I know [that my time comin' up
Out of my mind  time ain't enough
Stayed on my grind  wassup
Had to like I'm young
Cause I am and since I got
Little more to give y'all
game

But up here, I see rappers lying dark hyping, I know they hiding
But what you hiding from? You tryna run?
You know I'm bout to grill your ass
Aye, look
Know it's my time you my son I rise you is on my time when I ride on the beat
Manipulate time like you do with they minds, I'm sick and I'm tired of the lies that you preach
Only up I climb, Imma leave y'all down, I could show y'all how like the birds and the bees
Everybody tryna stunt like they know the fuck is up, I know everybody stuck to a certain degree
They all hide it
That ain't something I'm with
Always keep it 10 toes and if I choke up Heimlich
Emotions drove me to this paper, aye
I'll see you later
Shouldn't waste time with you goofies but ouuweee I fuckin hate ya
Now what you hiding from? You tryna run? (Who?)
You know I'm bout to grill your ass (Aye)
Boy you trippin like a blind man you can't see
How you think you can fly past my wings?
Try that's fine by me
Only drip you ever had's when they provide IV's
doctor life little man
Asking like you care about the price little man
"AK how you did it?" Had a dice in my hand
Threw it when I knew it was against what ya'll saying
And over my head the ones with me silent
Rocks leaning climbing
This is what the climb is, word to Miley Cyrus
I will never change, I only grow, I hope you ride with me, aye
Been to long but I'm finally
Sick of giving just a single fuck bout anybody that's not with me (Yeah)
I don't really got time for your bitch ass tryna misuse your fame
To deceive they minds like you care about closest frame
I shake my head
I'm shaking my fucking head at you
I'm too different my vision gives me the best skill
Album hits every single
Only fakes, every box trash
They all want me to collab but you not worth it to me man
Why would I give a verse when I body your work?
I don't wanna start beef when I'm sick of people mad cause I won't give a verse
I feel I keep it real, had to clear the clouds in disperse
Like when they flee and when they see me, you gon' bow and call me Sir, yeah

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Bitch