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Pressed, lotta these moves don't make no sense Bitches 'll think that I'm callin' 'em thick When I tell that hoe why you stay so dense Lotta the cancelled on the fence Lotta the frightened been crowdin' the bench They'll hate you to death 'cause you playin' the game But stay in their head they're replaying your steps I don't feel pity, God sent to my city Got bitches all giddy, ride sitting too pretty Mindset is so witty, prime time I score 50 Too hard I'm too gritty, 2 step is too litty But I don't feel safe. I feel like this new tech Stay fucking 'round with all my brain waves Smooth sailing, got a side bitch just to help me find out where my main stay Then she told me that I'm outta line I done crossed it kinda like a lane change I been tryna go upwards while they down swinging tryna maintain I don't get worried 'bout shit on the outside Why'd I get pressed over shit I don't know I put my pride in the fact I'm a free man Free mind thinking that they can't control Offer a hand just to drop 'em again Boy it ain't my fault that you stuck in the hole So why would they think that I'm on a nice tip I don't take no risks when I'm fucking these hoes You better go! You better go! You better go! You better go! Son Rob you better know Tellin' these hoes they should leave me alone I don't want no one to hit up my phone Don't want to get bothered when I'm in the zone 'Cause after you do that then you can't atone Their neck carry glass but their throwing the stones My mind ain't affected by breaking my bones My mind ain't affected when I'm on my own I'm past that shit nowadays, I'm grown This shit is so fake (Yeah it's fugazi) But the finish is so real (Yeah that's straight facts) They don't know the difference you sell 'em a replica that copy the whole feel They throwing the game and I'm running the ball I might cover the whole field I'll keep it pushing 'til I'm 'bout 30 something like O'neal Their throwing a pick 6 I pick 'em off straight guessin' kinda like the knicks picks Last thing they hear is click click caught another body like a big fish Lure 'em in to get a quick fix borrowed time going tick tick No fade, middle part, new barber get your wig split I don't get worried 'bout shit on the outside Why'd I get pressed over shit I don't know I put my pride in the fact I'm a free man Free mind thinking that they can't control Offer a hand just to drop 'em again Boy it ain't my fault that you stuck in the hole So why would they think that I'm on a nice tip I don't take no risks when I'm fucking these hoes You better go! You better go! You better go! You better go! Son Rob you better know