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Yeah, we
in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room just the one little small window, nigga
The be comin' through it in the morning
Old ass and shit
But just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Suckers
Not herpes infested, perfectly blessed with
A that you can't F with, protection recommended
Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I the button
I take your major rapper, left him independent
in the corner
'Cause I ain't into kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline to slaughter
Line up niggas in
Of who you think can really fuck with me
I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no for discussion
If they weren't 'bout the bread
These be toast
Clap at the fake deep
The OG gatekeep
The would-you-take-a-break-please
Bunch of and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
the amateur eight week rappers
Lil' whatever—just another bus rapper
Fake drug turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this rappers
Get exposed next to 6'4" rappers
The streets don't fuck you, you Pitchfork rappers
by the white man, you hipstor rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers that
Straight on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Never knew a that was better
Revenue, I'm at gettin' cheddar
on days I didn't eat
If meant to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then fuck it, try
Ain't no to ask the Father why, no
one day everybody gotta die
One day everybody die, oh
One day everybody die
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my