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AJ Martian, I don’t argue — I invoice

If it ain’t about a bag, it’s just white noise

They was laughing at the grind, now it’s awkward

‘Cause the same dirt they threw turned to stock, sir

Lamb truck matte black, that’s a night shift

Hate seeing red, now the interior’s light crimson

I don’t beef with broke, that’s a charity case

I let ‘em talk crazy — then I bury the place

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🎤 VERSE

AJ Martian — I don’t come from here

Out of this world, that’s atmosphere

They said I wouldn’t pop — that’s soda cap

Now I press buttons, roofs fold back

Lamborghini doors raise like my standards did

Ferrari red seats — that’s where the anger live

Bentley interior soft like apologies

But I don’t accept those — that’s policy

Bro said he rich — that’s optical

I look at his life like “that’s optional”

You got a rental dream, that’s temporary drive

I own my wave — that’s maritime

He said he a bull, but he stock declining

I short your future — that’s market timing

You say you up, but your jeweler finance

My watch face green — that’s compliance

You chasing fame, I’m chasing assets

Difference between captions and cash apps

He claim he fly — that’s coach seat

I touch down foreign, that’s no leash

They say I changed — that’s evolution

You stayed the same — that’s pollution

I don’t throw shade, I eclipse figures

My circle small but it print bigger

You say you lit, that’s candle wax

I move weight like candle tax

I was broke eating noodles in dim light

Now it’s lobster linguine in the wind pipe

You flex online — that’s simulation

I flex in person — that’s verification

You got chains, but you chained to debt

My accountant smile when I pay the set

AJ Martian, alien hustle

Out this galaxy — space shuttle muscle

You bark loud but your bite cheap

I buy land where your dreams sleep

They said I wouldn’t be nothing — hilarious

Now the Lambo orange like I’m carrying arrogance

Ferrari prancing horse — that’s stamina

You barely pony up — that’s amateur

Bentley coupe glide, no friction

Your whole career look like fan fiction

You chasing clout — that’s rental hype

I own the building — that’s central type

I don’t diss, I detail

Your whole net worth retail

You talk big, but your numbers little

I play keys to the city — instrumental

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🌑 BRIDGE (slow, cold, disrespectful)

They used to laugh when I said I’m him

Now they whisper quiet when I step in

Same ones praying I trip and fall

Now they screenshotting when I lift the doors

AJ Martian — different species

I don’t compete, I delete thesis

They say pressure bust pipes — that’s plumbing talk

I turned pressure to pipes in the Bentley exhaust