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Take this shit up to another level
Like I’m dirty dancing with the devil
But my haters never catch the thesis
Only one I tango with is Jesus, and the ballerinas in the studio
We flossing
In my life I had no other options
Put your favorite artist in a coffin
I don’t do the hatred or the gossip
I wish you all the very best, I really hope y’all get it
My dinner course is a buffet of cynics
Have haters for dessert but I ain’t finished
My bars are fire, can I get a witness? I handle my business
Cause I got something to prove
Use to feel like I ain’t have nothing to lose
Y’all so worried about the likes and the views
I’m more worried about helping out the youth