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Bald! (Remix)

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Yeah
Fuck that, whoa, uhfuck that bitch
I changed the plan
Switch my style like I switch hands
Block the witness, take the stand
Fuck out the way bitch, back it up
Shit better get played in a palace (word)

I can't treat niggas like big deals
Why put up a front? I'm callous
Bald (ha)
I look like Ray Allen (real)
These niggas make beats on big wheels
Yo' files is not a challenge (nah)
Boy, you can't rap for shit
Shuttlesworth blessed me with talent
Hairline proof God needs balance
Bald

Yeah
My life was written already
so I was gifted already
And with this God-given talent
I knew the Devil been met me
Can't compare me to Jesus
because he ain't Noah's father
He told me, "Please
Be still and see that steel is revolver"
(you right)

'Cause in my hood
these niggas poppin' mollies and shootin'
I'm stressed the fuck out
that's why I must commence to get zooted
I'm trapped in my head
between the thoughts of health and my wealth
Right next to bein' selfish
and just bein' myself
The fast spitter, slash, clash
ghetto pass, sinner sippin' bad liquor
It's the nigga you may know, I'm the goat
To them clout chasers
and them 'bout whatevers and them wave riders
Told them that my life is not a boat
you can't float (you right)

Call me Zeltron when I'm rappin'
call me Denzel when we fuck, ho
You're allowed to touch me
But I don't wanna keep in touch, though (wow)
Say I'm livin' comfortable
because I'm makin' much dough
But I wasn't happy, cut my hair
and let the sluts go

Ever so softly, suicide has cost me
Did I lose my mind?
I feel my head been lost me
Been a couple years
and haven't spoken to Lofty
Haven't seen the family
only been with the posse (skrr)
Couple gold plaques
scratch that off a gold list
Cold shit is gettin' diamond plaques
by stayin' focused (yuh)

No whip, I won't let 'em do me like Jahseh (yuh)
My mama say that I should pray
'Cause demon comes in different shapes (okay)
Got that Stray Rats on my body
'Cause Maurice don't fuck with Bape (what?)
All these bars that I be writin'
Make it hard for you to relate (damn)

Hesitate, I rarely do
when fuckin' these hoes I barely knew
Overturnin', startin' new
can't act like a jit by thirty-two
I'm twenty-five, though
dreadlocks had your boy like Sideshow Bob
Can't complain about too much
because I'm on my job
Switch my look, I got 'em hooked
they call me Young Heartthrob
I am (bald)

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