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[verse 1]
i don’t really talk shit, less is more
still cop if it’s off brand
friends mad that i’m not present
music got me in la-la-land
oh my goodness, thank god i am
not like you, i feel sorry man
and if you ask for a handout
in like 5 years, i’ll bite off that hand
dap me up, then i wash my hands
sorry dog, it’s just not my plan
comment on, how bad this shit suck
envious of how smart i am
you 9-5, 9-5, 9-5, 9-5, 9-5, 9-5, wait
there goes my drive
takin’ off my headphones in the mornin’ you done blown my high
lookin’ at your life you must feel like you wasted so much time
lookin’ in the mirror you like, “oh my god” you know i’m right
got so much pride, just don’t say do and don’t spray chew, i told you twice
know that me and token poltergeists if you need ghosts to write
i know my rights
lefts, wrongs, constitution and my mics
i don’t sell no more, inside my drawer i got all my supplies
so you can get f-cked with my pen, my pencil, peepee, and my pipe, it’s human

[verse 2]
face-to-face to face to phone, its trippy living in this age
i can’t sit in one place unless she sit on my face
i’m still a better ghost writer than nicholas cage
they think they’re shocked now? wait ‘til i give ‘em a tase
i don’t got flakes, i collect the corn
harvest drake, my god’s plan
f-ckin’ with the bull you’re gonna get the horns
y’all ain’t driven, you dodge rams
my brain’s gifted, you can’t grip it, i’m made different, you made distant
my plane’s lifting, you plain lifted, i’m spaceship and you aged lincoln
no ounce of fear in my body, bud
i won’t take your shit if you blake griffin
this ain’t pimpin’ this slave shipping, i work myself ‘til my legs twitching
i made friction, you made fiction, i swish ‘blazers, you blaze swishers
i redefine the term self-made and you hate the b-tch that you made yourself into, woah!
honestly, i just want top from london tipton
so when you want to c-m, pretty girl gonna come and get some
hangin’ out the window of the civic yelling “f-ck the system”
used to b-mp hov, but he’s old so now it’s on to next one

[chorus]
shout out to jermaine but i’mma smoke you on your very own
beat and this comin’ from somebody who is barely known
there’s a reason that the hottest heat is always underground
land mines, any given moment i’m prepared to blow
shoutout to jermaine but i just smoked you on your very own
beat and this comin’ from somebody who is barely known
there’s a reason that the hottest heat is always underground
land mines, any given moment i’m prepared to (explosion)

[outro dialogue]
shout out j. cole
inspired me to do this rap shit every day
love yourz

- jimmy the human

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