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I do it on my own time

Yeah and I write my own rhymes

Mufuckas whipping that ghost rider

Started this all off lo-fi

Knew what I had in '09

Bitch I don't need yo cosign

Stepping on shit in my Chris Wimers

That's how you know its go time

Buddy ain't stop we go mobbing

Hopping that fence it's no problem

Hunting that bitch like Osama

Aint tryna wait got no time

Tryna get a mill to own mama

Catch a boy down in that goldmine

Tryna get rich have four commas

Fuck out my way if don't mind

Real shit it aint no pipe dream

Late night whip my high beams

I'm keeping this shit all high-key

Ya'll Geeks run round like hype-beast

I'm building this shit like Ikea

I aint gonna wait for them to find me

Ya'll easy to sell don't sign me up

Ya Boys still rapping on type beats

Shooting my shots like Kyrie

I minimize circles I been in

Who the fuck is you remind me

Snakes in the grass and I see them

Bitches out here be like zombies

Damned if I let them tie me up

Whipping that Ricky Bobby

Stay on my grind For the time being

400 we making that stove hot

However you wanna go about it

You tripping you blew up the whole spot

Knew you couldn't really go without it

Ima finna keep going where most stop

Go ask whoever I told about it

But whoever I told knows not to

Really you better just word of mouth it

I do it on my own time

Yeah and I write my own rhymes

Mufuckas whipping that ghost rider

Started this all off lo-fi

Knew what I had '09

Bitch I don't need yo cosign

Stepping on shit in my Chris Wimers

That's how you know its go time

My bitch in that civic with old mileage

Shit I been smoking this whole time

High enough without a co pilot

Took Spirit coach on ya own flight

Tell me what you really know about it

Cause I been up like four the nights

Not everything finna go right

But I'm counting on it for most the time

A thousand hours unpaid labor

Get the shit back a day later

I'm Saving up for sum way greater

You can hate me now

But don't stay later

Paper now is my safe haven

Ya'll really love me stop fake hating

Going Over time fuck vacations

I get it now hard to stay patient

I do it on my own time

Yeah and I write my own rhymes

Mufuckas whipping that ghost rider

Started this all off lo-fi

Knew what I had '09

Bitch I don't need yo cosign

Stepping on shit in my Chris Wimers

That's how you know it's go time