Wrong

If you think I'm all gone

If you think that I'll run

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

If you think that it's done

If you think that you've won

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

I think it's funny that they think they got us all beat and defeated

I swear they must be dreaming cause they think that we're retreating

Yo, they be the type, constantly in search of beef

Until they see it, then that ass become a vegan

That's why off on this beat is no doubt

Y'all betta know that I'm 'bout my flow

Motherfuckers say I sold out, must be talking about my shows

Matter fact, anytime that you're finna reach

For a dream or a goal or for anything

You will have many enemies

Look at Jesus and Martin and Lincoln and Kennedy

If you think I'm all gone

If you think that I'll run

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

If you think that it's done

If you think that you've won

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

Yeah, imposters hate the truth because you tell it

So I know when they around, they so jealous I can smell it

The haters always die, the prestigious never perish

So I'll be never buried

That's why I'm never threatened by these little boys with big toys

They can't aim 'em, it's piss poor

What you holding the clip for?

Put the gun down, get a clipboard

So tell them haters that they better pipe down just a bit more

We bring hell like a red man with a black beard and a pitchfork

If you think I'm all gone

If you think that I'll run

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

If you think that it's done

If you think that you've won

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

Uh, you totally incorrect if you thought that it was some pressure

With each endeavor, I treasure, raises my level of pleasure

I'm flabbergasted by fellas, really think they can see me

I'm saving my special specimens specifically for TV

Hoe, wait 'til they see me out with the

Case so straight make a fake hoe hate

Me and Bobby Ray like this okay

Man a plastic surgeon can't fix our fate

All these rap niggas shit so gay

And I'mma keep pimpin' 'til I dislocate

My foot in the ass of a prick, okay

Say you're harder than Grand Hustle, bitch no way

If you think I'm all gone

If you think that I'll run

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

If you think that it's done

If you think that you've won

If you think that it's over

You couldn't be more wrong

Hahahaha

They thought

Hahaha

They thought it was over?

They thought it was done?

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