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Limitless

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Limitless

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You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand, it's the jam

Just don't give a damn

Coolin' with the fam goin' ham

Fly to Vegas, get the band

Haters hate me, but they stan

'Cause the things they wish they could they know I can, goddamn

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand

You the man, you know you the man

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam, goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand

You the man, you know you the man

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam, goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am

Goddamn, this shit been the plan, do it 'cause I can

Made more money than 99 percent, doin' it like spam

Fuckin' hand reachin' up at night, I do not give a damn

Spend a lot to make a lot and then we do that shit again

1967 Bronco pull up like I serve that blanco

1-800 made my bank account look like a phone number

Your career goin' under, I'm top five that's alive, that's no lie

You ain't in the conversation, couldn't make it if you tried

If you ain't droppin' shit like all the time

Then people think you died

Shit too easy for my blood, they quick to leave you crucified

Shit ain't work out with my last, TMZ act like I lied

Called Jermaine for some advice

'Cause these people think I'm careless

He said: Bobby, on the real, man, fuck 'em all

You should care less

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand (oh you so care—)

You the man, you know you the man (oh you so, oh you so careless)

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam, goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am (Goddamn)

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand

You the man, you know you the man

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam, goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am

Now they all know who I am, the fuckin' man

I'ma get it like that, baby girl, now tell me, do you understand?

I swear, my only motivation is your elation, I feel the sensation

Baby girl, be patient, my heart is racing

She keep on telling me she promise she ain't never done this before

I said: I know that's a lie, but I love when you try

And I just can't live without it

Even the thought of you leaving, I can't think about it

You say, you say, you say

You know you the man, you know you the man

You the only man who truly understands

I said I know I'm the man, yeah, I know I am

Ain't no doubt about it

Every single move I make, they always seem to write about it

That's why I never leave the compound

Always up inside it, I ain't never in the streets

When I am, they come runnin' to the boy, to the boy

I got way too many people nowadays I'm tryna avoid

I ain't been on the 'Gram in months, that shit get me too annoyed

All the weed inside these blunts

Got me feelin' paranoid like, 'noid like

Yeezy, Bobby, take it easy, my dawg

Why you always make it look so easy, my dawg?

Yeah, these haters talking shit, but success is my shield

Scarecrow flow, I'm outstanding in my field

I just texted J. J Abrams on some million dollar shit

Yeah, my movie gon' be crazy, first I gotta polish shit

Schoolin' all you fuckin' rappers, this right here the scholarship

If my presence near your presence

Then you best acknowledge it, bitch

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand

You the man, you know you the man

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am

You the man, you know you the man

Rollie on your hand

You the man, you know you the man

Just don't—just don't—just don't give a damn

Coolin'—coolin' with the fam goin' ham

Now they all know who I am, now they all know who I am

Now they all know who I am

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