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Hello new world
all the boys and girls
I got some true stories to tell
You're back outside
but they still lied
Woah oh oh oh Yeah
Take off the foo foo
take off the clout chase
take off the Wi Fi
Take off the money phone
take off the car loan
take off the flex and the white lies
Take off the weird ass jewelry
I'ma take ten steps
then I'm taking off top five
Take off them fabricated streams
and them microwave memes
it's a real world outside
Take that shit off
Take off your idols
take off the runway
I take off to Cairo
Take that shit off
Take off to Saint Tropez
five day stay
take a quarter mill' hell
if I know Take that shit off
Take off the false flag
take off perception
take off the cop with the eye patch
Take that shit off
Take off the unloyal
take off the unsure
take off decisions I lack Take it off
Take off the fake deep
take off the fake woke
take off the I'm broke
I care Take it off
Take off the gossip
take off the new logic that if I'm rich
I'm rare Take it off
Take off the Chanel
take off the Dolce
take off the Birkin bag
Take it off
Take all that designer bullshit off
and what do you have
Bitch huh huh ugh
You ugly as fuck
You outta pocket
Huh two ATMs
Hah hah hah hah
You steppin' or what
You outta pocket huh
Who you think they talk about
Talk about us
You outta pocket
shoot shoot shoot
Who you think they copy off
Brrt brrt brrt brrt
Copy off us Get back in pocket
The world in a panic
the women is stranded
the men on a run
The prophets abandoned
the law take advantage
the market is crashin'
the industry wants
Niggas send bitches to
sleep in a box
while they makin' a mockery
followin' us
This ain't Monopoly
watchin' for love
this ain't monogamy
y'all gettin' fucked
Jumpin' on what the hell is that
I gotta relax when I feel
Huh facts
All my descendants
they come in my sleep and
say I am too real Huh facts
I'm done with the sensitive
takin' it personal
done with the black and the white
the wrong and the right
You hopin' for change and clericals
I know the feelings that
came with burial's cries
Bitch huh huh ugh
You ugly as fuck
You outta pocket
Huh two ATMs
Hah hah hah hah
You steppin' or what
You outta pocket huh
Who you think they talk about
Talk about us
You outta pocket
shoot shoot shoot
Who you think they copy off
Brrt brrt brrt brrt
Copy off us
Servin' up a look
dancin' in a drought
Hello to the big stepper
never losin' count
Ventin' in the safe house
Ventin' in the safe house
Can I vent all my truth
I got nothin' to lose
I got problems and pools
I can swim on my faith
Cameras movin'
whenever I'm movin'
the family suin'
whatever I make
Murder is stackin'
the president actin'
the government taxin'
my funds in the bank
Homies attracting the feds
when I'm bracking
look at my reaction
my pupils on skates
Hold up hold up
Let's think about this
for a second Let's go
Tell me what you would do
for aesthetic Let's go
Would you sell your soul
on credit Let's go
Would you sell your bro
for leverage Let's go
Where the hypocrites at
What community feel
they the only ones relevant
Let's go
Where the hypocrites at
What community feel
they the only ones relevant
Let's go
Huh huh ugh
You outta pocket yeah
you outta pocket
This shit hard
You entertain the mediocre
need to stop it
This shit hard
You entertainin'
old friends when they toxic
This shit hard
What your life like
Bullshit and gossip
This shit hard
What the fuck is
cancel culture dawg
Say what I want about you niggas
I'm like Oprah dawg
I treat you crackers like I'm Jigga
watch I own it all
Oh you worried 'bout a critic
That ain't protocol Bitch