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Top of the top I get the scene jumpin
Open up shop I got the fiends rushin
Talkin bout nothin these niggaz cream puffin
Forcin in my hand I'm bout to leave somethin

The big stepper niggaz is replicas wrong step and it's it's death to ya
The hustle I was blessed wit a plethora
Ever since the door opened they been soakin my methods up
Never wanted the smoke cuz I could flow wit the best of em
I sautéed rappers of all shades and fabric it's a habit I just let niggaz have it it's haphazard
A bunch of lab rats that's stuck in s bad pattern
All that reachin till you see niggaz leakin like bad bladders
See I could tell niggaz is frightened they not like em
The blade like my pieces hittin I can't stop swipin
Teflon writin that raw you all like it
16 bars of that pure I got prices
I sat at that kitchen table and bagged every point
I got heavy production like a factory in this joint
Fuck how they see it I'm that conceited by choice
I know it's a fact I'm needed cuz half of these niggaz moist
What we doin

Top of the top I get the scene jumpin
Open up shop I got the fiends rushin
Talkin bout nothin these niggaz cream puffin
Forcin in my hand I'm bout to leave somethin
Top of the top I get the scene jumpin
Open up shop I got the fiends rushin
Talkin bout nothin these niggaz cream puffin
Forcin in my hand I'm bout to leave somethin

I got a vendetta cuz I know I been better
Get ya chin swell up tryna go against the big fella
I came here to bring terror this era
They on the sideline wondering if it ends ever
Allergic to broke surgical wit the flow
And I'm hopin you Niggaz takin it personal word to loc
Y'all ain't even got a vision you just learn as you go
I got pinpoint accuracy wit this murderous flow
I'm talkin matter of faculty I'm exactly what we you niggaz claim but we ain't the same and that's why they back me
And motherfuck how you feel I'm talkin actually
I catch em tryna act and put the mack to his acne listen
It ain't a problem I can't fix I know how to land fists
Work wit my hands you know the damn twist
Still account for every gram when I'm weighing this
I ain't wit the playin this is Teflon Sayin this

WRITERS

John David Jr. Stanton

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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