DDG — Escape

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I gotta escape
Dip off in the Wraith
You come to the crib and get stopped at the gate
I’m gettin’ this cake
I’m not the same nigga from Michigan State
I’m gettin’ this Pape’
I’m richer and wiser a lot is at stake
And google is lying, thats not what I make just times it by 8

I put in the hours
These broke niggas sour
I’m gettin’ the chicken, the season, the flour, the weed gettin’ louder
See I’m in my zone, nigga just leave me alone
They wanna copy the swag and the blueprint
These niggas is really my clones
Can’t be repeated, the money I want it I need it
My bank account sexy, and plus I’m already conceited
Niggas is dreaming reality
I sold out the show at capacity
They should be proud but they mad at me
My month to month check is they salary
Fuck it that shit never saddened me
They subbin’ but they should’ve @’d me
I’m checkin’ these niggas like I’m on a diet and watching my calories
I’m curving these bitches cause I want my space like I don’t got no gravity
He thinkin’ shit sweet and he biting my flow but he gon’ get a cavity
Bitch I’m the hottest, nigga I’m just being honest
Google my net worth and times it by 8 or you can times it by August
You get it?
Nigga thats the 8th month
I just smoked about like 8 blunts

I gotta escape
Dip off in the Wraith
You come to the crib and get stopped at the gate
I’m gettin’ this cake
I’m not the same nigga from Michigan State
I’m gettin’ this Pape’
I’m richer and wiser a lot is at stake
And google is lying, thats not what I make just times it by 8