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Hey, Chicky, don't you It's Atreyu A fifty-fit and Young Xyla in the building with me Building with me Hey, uh Ayy, ayy Going to the top, Never gonna be trippin' They say, "JT, you're never Gonna make it" Bitch, I been told ten foot Grains No longer gonna wish or fake it, I'ma Make it one day And be mother famous You Rappers so funny, you say gonna get it a Playboy bunny Hold up, y'all, I'm standing tall And Fuck all you suckers, it in the booth I Do what I do, run up your hope And Make y'all see my vision growth These rappers I Be itching at their throats They don't have the Mentality I have because I go for broke Music's The glue and hang 'em by the rope It's The heart, just playing with my villains, just when Start, yeah Beats on the beat, no one up In the streets I do the cheat, part of My friends if you like it too On heat, That means you can suck my dick I'ma be Around for a minute Music the illest, the realest, I'm killing your brain Damn, it's just the Beginning, feeling it, learning it And I'm winning Again, no showing no disrespect In the building, I'm Different, flipping, let's get it, woo All this talking 'bout gang, gang I'm just sick And tired of the same thing Everybody sounds alike, But not like me That's because I'm a new Type of breed Let's get it A ring on My thigh, lil' nigga, I'm moving too fast You Lacking nothing but some flair, I'm flexing lean in My player Ain't 'bout that broke shit with a Bag Fuck a bitch from the back VVS is Lit, this ain't no cap I get cash like tax season, ain't no cap I rock Gucci, keep a Uzi while I trap I'm with smoke, a yank, ain't tank, This shit dank I got rain, diamond lean, Watch how we dip and eat All this talking 'bout gang, gang I'm just sick and tired of The same thing Everybody sounds alike, But not like me That's because I'm a new Type of breed Let's get it Atreyu Back up On the block and I post up high Standup Guy, way too fly Flyest of the bitch, no Clue as to why Hear new rappers, can't help But sigh One life to live, no redo if You die Thinking I'm wack, that's a goddamn lie Making that bread, got white weed to ride High To plain sight like all-seeing eye Win or lose, No option for a tie Classify fools, don't ever Cry No small talk 'cause you're high and I Buy Tell you what to do, you'll say, "Oh My" Bunch of fucking clowns, big kids in a Box Get what I want, never ask, I'ma Spit Like a dragon, no doubt, no fire Shoot for The moon, but land in the sky All this Talking 'bout gang, gang Atreyu on the track and I came to do my thing All about a Dollar, give a damn about some change I'm far From the norm, but your boy ain't never change Let's get it