ycb notes (freestyle)
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see the world ain't ready for me
i live inside my thoughts
that money talkin' steady that bullshit walks
1 time for that blast off
been broke for too long been time to take that cast off
like a castoff shoot the first linebacker
it's all green up in my bank and i ain't them packers
ya'll niggas nothing but a bunch off slackers
monsters i can be your master
all up in my head i'm going digital
and for them pussies who don't like it here the listen to
makes money fastin' bustin' roll one slow
one girl is in the bottle
i don't need a couple hoes
just catch me where the wind blow
i'm dreaded up and tatted down
i don't wanna rock the 'fro
motherfucker from chicago
i said my name a lot because i like it