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The lyrics paint a vivid picture of ambition and illicit gains, with a swagger that feels both boastful and precarious. The opening lines set a tone of calculated risk, describing a "shift like the rhythm of naked women" and a plan to "rack up the money and take ya fans." This isn't just about wealth; it's about outmaneuvering rivals and escaping to exotic locales like the "Carribeans" for "Cambodian reasons," suggesting a complex, perhaps even dangerous, motivation behind the pursuit of riches. The narrator positions himself as a "bad man with the plan," wielding a lighter with "the world in my hand," a potent image of control and potential destruction. The central tension lies in the duality of the lifestyle: the allure of luxury and freedom versus the constant threat of exposure and consequence. Phrases like "pull the wool over eyes inject the serum" and "velvet rugs in my cypher niggas playing pretend" hint at deception and superficiality within the crew. The reference to "’03 the phantom is dead" and the overseers not believing them, only for them to be "stuck in the tide," underscores a feeling of being underestimated but also trapped by their choices. This is a world where "friends" are excluded in favor of accumulating "ends," highlighting a transactional and isolating existence. Koncept Jack$on's verse introduces a more explicit sense of paranoia and the mechanics of their operation. The "paraphernalia stayin' stashed by a henchman" and the anticipation of a package "like Mr. Smith, nervous it was suppose to hit The Ritz" create a palpable sense of anxiety. The "2003 Steve Harvey hairline" becomes a memorable, albeit unusual, metaphor for a specific kind of confidence or perhaps a moment of perceived invincibility that could easily be disrupted. The desire to "flee the Panama for Jail Time" and the calculated precision needed to "disregard your religion" and "trade bezels and the women" reveal a pragmatic approach to avoiding capture while still indulging in the spoils. Nickelus F's contribution amplifies the aggressive self-assurance and the perceived invincibility of the narrator. He describes being in "grind mode," able to "ball a quarter pound of weed with my eyes closed," and having "niggas to dial on" if needed. The comparison to "black Michael Douglas" and the mention of "basic instinct" and "fatal attraction" evoke a sense of predatory charm and danger. The repeated assertion that "niggas can't get with me" and "these niggas ain't like me" establishes a clear hierarchy, where their success and ruthlessness are precisely what breeds envy and animosity from others. The closing lines, "I'm eatin' niggas lunches," solidify this image of dominance and effortless superiority.

Fly Anakin & Nickelus F - Rap

’03 Steve Harvey (Remix)

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[Intro: (Fly Anakin)] (Word Word Word Word Word Word yo aye yo) Aye Tropes What Up (yo yo yo yo yo) Yo Yo, Yo... Yo... (Aye...) [Verse 1: Fly Anakin] It's a shift like the rhythm of naked women (Aye) Tour the atlas with the set gaining riches (Aye) Street scriptures, velour rugs in kitchens (Aye) I'm bad business, the bad man with the plan Toting a lighter with the world in my hand The Game plan was to rack up the money and take ya fans I'm a thief in the night we taking flights to carribeans seasoned Looking lovely for Cambodian reasons Pull the wool over eyes inject the serum The lifestyle I chose got these bitches sitting near em It's the game that we in Excludin' friends, commence to counting these ends Velvet rugs in my cypher niggas playing pretend I been real since pro keds Spanish bitch in my bed Pull out the Shirley like its 03 the phantom is dead The team live bet it fuck with ya pride, the overseers ain't believe us Now they stuck in the tide but who am I [Verse 2: Koncept Jack$on] Sittin' inspired with my nigga craftin' a vision Max decisions over massivist from the mistress Paraphernalia stayin' stashed by a henchman He set his cash said we're splittin' that and we're missin' Fuck cancer I'll be damned are we lifted Been in the cut wit a club dancer That tucks pampered She fucked 'cause she in love with the stanzas The plug showin' love with the bud and xans for self, fam We been legit comin' with the mail man Waitin' on a package like Mr. Smith, nervous it was suppose to hit The Ritz Might light the 5th and miss the 6th Getaway location at The Ritz shits risky My nigga laid rotation with the shatter shit crispy, waves 360 The 2003 Steve Harvey hairline Switch airlines, flee the Panama for Jail Time Never spare swine, turn my water into red wine sinnin' We disregarding your religion Yo I ain't tryna get locked, let's do this with precision And be successful trade bezels and the women Yeah... Yeah [Verse 3: Nickelus F] I been in grind mode I ball a quarter pound of weed with my eyes closed I been eatin' good Petey got a little size on, hostile in cow zones Surfin' the styrofoam If I ever need help, hmm... I got niggas to dial on I don't care if the manner can't, niggas get styled on Get my High 5s and slide out like a tri-bone I'm the black Michael Douglas A fire of butters my basic instinct Bassy assassin fatal attraction, the Benjis... simply Niggas can't get with me, cCause you don't wanna have me mask up Raise the arm and climb over ya fencing These niggas ain't like me That's why these niggas don't like me They hate outright 'cause they can't outright me Shiesty, my shoulder icy how I like my Hi-C Pockets fat like how I like my wifey Like tree, I'm what you get when you mix Bruce with Spike Lee Big in punches Open up your chest like your heart wanted to sight see I'm eatin' niggas lunches... Petey

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Writers: Tropes (Producer)
Koncept Jack$on
Fly Anakin
Nickelus F

’03 Steve Harvey (Remix)

’03 Steve Harvey (Remix)

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