[Hook: Pouya] I co-sign myself YUH I don't need your help BITCH Money it connects If I wanted a boss I would have stuck to my job Picking a place with a fake ass smile on my face No joke, I'd rather be broke Then to take my orders from you Voices in my skull is telling me nobody fucking with you Just know nobody fucking with you It's the 21st century These rappers acting elementary Pussy boy hating on me, never mention me Best friend turn into an enemy .357 be the remedy .357 be the remedy
[Verse 1: Pouya] It's the man of the hour With a plan and some power The mix tape water And the fan base of flower Every track that I make is elastic Paper or plastic ?? knuckle sandwich Claiming you hard but you acting like the son of Magic Johnson, you don't want that ?? Lights, camera, action My bitch look like Cameron Diaz Double S be the set, and I ain't signing for a reason I'm an alien I make money under the table Bought a brand new house but I'm still stealing cable From my neighbors Still a $tunna, still not doing favors Still a bum with terrible behavior South Side Slugs And you still wondering how I got this buzz In less than a light year My bitch went away but I always been right here I stay loyal to my soil Rappers pussy dry I think I need the oil Your flows and styles is boring Why you think these fans don't want to see you touring I take my time, bitch I'm patient Your new song got no plays, I can feel your frustration I'm on a jet, and you hating from the pavement Jaw drop leave a bitch in amazement
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