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Reece Kraveli vs Xania Monet

[Verse: Reece Kraveli] They think they outsmart me If I ever lost my life, the right ones'll ride for me Life ain't like Monopoly Y'all steady crossin' me Came from poverty Gettin' all these bands for free, not from robbery Took the game hostage, but not from a robbery All these hoes and these bros keep on callin' me Some want my money, some want my mind and my time Please, please get off of me I just want some space Too much on my plate They told me to quit, but I'm never gon' quit And I tell them to watch what they say Some claim that they real, but I know they some fakes One day they gon' pay And the devil been out here tryna catch me lackin' But I never lack and I pray [Chorus: Reece Kraveli] For all of the ones who be doubtin' me I tell 'em, "Come watch this" No beefin' on the 'Gram, if you got a problem You better come squash it I swear on my soul that my haters the brokest I swear they got no chips Not a Crip, not a Blood, not a GD But I really pop shit [Verse 2: Xania Monet] I got niggas that will take the stand for me Know my bitches will go super saiyan for me Got a brother that will go insane for me Got a sister that'll probably blow a brain for me Ayy, baby, I know that you see it, ayy Ain't no problem gettin' paper, ayy All my shooters is creative, ayy All my haters gettin' faded We done started from the bottom From the bottom of the basement In a spaceship, oh, you see me racin' In the lead, I'm first, they gettin' second placements Not the police, but you know I'm coppin' cases Coppin' the rollies and the Audemars And I always told 'em I would go far I ain't sorry that I had to take charge You a lame if you think you takin' my heart [Chorus: Reece Kraveli] For all of the ones who be doubtin' me I tell 'em, "Come watch this" No beefin' on the 'Gram, if you got a problem You better come squash it I swear on my soul that my haters the brokest I swear they got no chips Not a Crip, not a Blood, not a GD But I really pop shit [Outro: Reece Kraveli] For all of the ones who be doubtin' me I tell 'em, "Come watch this" No beefin' on the 'Gram, if you got a problem You better come squash it I swear on my soul that my haters the brokest I swear they got no chips Not a Crip, not a Blood, not a GD But I really pop shit