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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 it's just like I remember, just I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Suckers
Not infested, just perfectly blessed with
A style you can't F with, protection recommended
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon can end it
You know, mass destruction when I the button
I take your favorite major rapper, left him
in the corner
'Cause I into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm addicted to slaughter
Line up in order
Of who you can really fuck with me most
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he
Ain't no need for
If they talking 'bout the bread
motherfuckers be toast
Clap at the fake rappers
The OG gatekeep
The rappers
Bunch of and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Especially the amateur week rappers
Lil' whatever—just short bus rapper
Fake dealers turn tour bus trappers
complex, you this tall rappers
Get standin' next to 6'4" rappers
The streets fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you hipstor
I reload the clip, then I hit more with that
shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Never knew a nigga that was
Revenue, I'm at gettin' cheddar
Reminisce on days I eat
If meant to be, then it'll be
If it's not, fuck it, I'ma try
Ain't no need to ask the why, no
'Cause one day everybody die
One day gotta die, oh
One day gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my