MIDDLE OF DA MAP 2 Lyrics

I do me, I ain't never give a fuck about the next wave

I done seen so many entertainers come and go

So I'ma blow up while the street is like a sex slave

Get fucked, do a dance while the rap got it's XA

I've been raising hell for some decades Back then we ain't argue online

Got a problem, we don't call him Tell him meet up back on that place

Stepped up with his chest out, left with a neck brace

Educate yourself on who you fuckin' with You scared to shoot somebody, what the fuck

You take a picture with your gun for? That ain't your friend, man, you know them

For a mark Now you don't believe a storm, why you strippin'

You a gun pourin' yellow too, call a boy an I.E

Need to save your guts and glory for your story on your IG

Drink a tequila, fuck a line, squeeze Stripping lines till I sneeze in the trees

Till I dry heave I've been inside of my car, just fuck a backwood

Like I'm not a fan of the harsh and swollen car

Shit's important, I'm heartless, smart and I'm short-dressed

Who you know that got his own face on a cigar band

Burn marks on my carpet, found a couple Xanny bars on my shark bag

Nirvana guitar pick, then I started my car Hit Jimmy Carter, then Harbin's where this

Broad lives Inside of her baby father's apartment

I offered a hard dick, she took it, I finished and left

Happy there's a piece of pussy I didn't regret Ain't nobody sent to me yet

My shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft

You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set

You tried to copy in the lab, I didn't get it correct

But let them give it they best, since only one of my hardest

On the radio rapper to ever exist And they call me Gritz, bitch

Welcome back to the middle of the map

Welcome back to the middle of the map

Runnin' just a gun, runnin' just gang Get ready to attack when I bust

Never fuss, keep it real, never fear when I get it high

Live for this moment, never show, never broke I never fall, never spit, never sniff

Never trust, never fuck with a scary motherfuckin' tryna act tough

Man, motherfuckin' sluts

Kisses, love for the love

Now nigga what

Watch me pop, watch me pop

Watch me get dropped on top

Fuck the clout, fuck the clout

What's hot

I'm a pop

Say hi to the top

Watch me blow, watch me blow

Put the money in the bank

Insane, and I break

From the pain of my life

Insane, and I pray

Truth is in the game

Represents one name

Never fake

Always give them cake

In my state, Illinois

It's the name of the block

Pimp a bitch

Pimp on the neck

Pimp never snitch

Pimp on the bricks

In the mix

Now watch me blow, on the glow

Follow me, follow me

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Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, and make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Pop in da club, make you slip

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

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Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Uh, welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Uh, welcome back to the middle of the mat

Welcome back to the middle of the mat

Uh, welcome back to the middle of the mat

Uh, welcome back to the middle of the mat

Uh, welcome back to the middle of the mat