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[chorus]
who y’all talkin’ ’bout?
who y’all talkin’ ’bout?
who y’all talkin’ ’bout?
who y’all talkin’ ’bout?
is it me? is it me?
is it me? is it me?
do you think i give a f_ck ’bout who you want me to be?

[verse 1]
2pac’s still alive and don’t even f_cking at me
y’all must think i died, but i’m poppin’ just like acne
take you for a ride, and i’ll cap you in an alley
and life’s kinda funny
right when you don’t give a f_ck is when you rake in all the money

y’all talkin’ on ye and you forget to get your haircut
steve and i, we in the booth, and we just whipin’ bangers up
lp number 4 and i started it with an uppercut
two shots of henney
f_ck him up in the face. he wasn’t even ready

i idolize a lot of guys who hold up to their legacy
i find its just a trying time so i hop out to bethany
and who am i to tell a lie about them and what they meant to be
can i live?
i put my all into this sh_t, how much more can i give

bass in your face makes me wonder if you heard me
i put you in a stretcher, in a motherf_ckin’ gurney
done with all you fake hoes, i gotta get running
i want dead presidents
watchin’ over me, and protecting my residence

[verse 2]
put it on my name, and i’m wonderin’ are we eatin’ tho?
b_tch u sweet as h_ll, you pro’lly fill your cup with sweet and low
and d_mn i knock em down, run the train on em, dominos
don’t tell me how to do it
f_ckin’ with the ice, who am i to say i knew it

every day the hustle has me bustlin’ to finish up
slide into dm’s with her, your tryna’ bust a f_ckin’ nut
meanwhile im with my girl and she always give me what you want
over easy like an egg
man your up here, can you f_cking take it down a peg?

college park changed the moment i entered the game
g10’s the name, but i bet u love me just the same
guess that sh_t is over, b_tch, what a f_cking shame
but can i live?
y’all been k!llin’ me forever, how much can i give?

f_ck all of that petty sh_t your tryna’ get me into
if i ever came at you, you’d end up in a f_ckin’ institute
i hope you know i’m just bein real with you, but bro!
and i lost my wallet!
the shots are too close, but i’m still here to call it!

[verse 3]
third verse is always where they catch me slippin’ up
gotta keep it together and gotta keep it real with ya
time and time again and somehow y’all p_ssed off
can i live?
i’m givin’ it my all, how much more can i give?

two doors to choose from and i stayed in the room
all y’all is too dumb so i skipped the interlude
take naps on the drum while y’all be gettin’ in the mood
a dime in my pocket
two years later, and i’m laughin’ at the nonsense

and now everybody loves me like raymond
but forgot i got here by avoidin’ games with ’em
a few a day keeps y’all away. i need to hit ’em
do y’all really think i’m raymond?
d_mn! now i know y’all are not playin’

two_faced b_tches always askin’ what my name is
d_mn i wish i had this sh_t when i was f_ckin’ aiming
but f_ck it. gotta’ get this sh_t fading
two lines and a hook
y’all write reviews, while i write the book

- g10

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