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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