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They counted me out, as if God don't I those that quit on me, they gotta be pissed I went through the worst, my heaven on earth Just to get passed them gates, I was the fence I'm counting my blessings, I'm counting the And names of the I checked off my list They say it's a track, it sound like a skit I put in boxes, this shit is a gift I'm feeling like off Above the Rim But I'm Thomas Sheppard, you niggas just I do not smoke, I don't drink, I sip I am too focused on these chips Man, these motherfuckers think like a hustler They bound to go tryna follow the drip I'm drippin', I'm saucin', when I'm say I'm I'm sharper than Shannon, ain't talking to I don't trust record labels, the shit's all a See, they'll you famous while you make them rich I feel a cowboy, that gun on my hip I put hoes on block, like a nigga that Pimp He said he smoke, if I give him an ounce I'll put him in a bag, he to get zipped My gun game is vicious, ain't talking bout But I know some that only sell sticks And I know some niggas only hit licks You'd someone was sick how they looking for Vics Shout out to my squad, we move like the mob I just wanna see set, like a pick We getting to dough, like we a coupe Bitch, I got that's hired to shoot Bro poppin' that steel, once I him the cue get dropped like you Bishop for trying my dues Been a beast in streets, I put 24s on the Caprice Chevy used to sit than Snoop give 'em the truth, 'til I lie in a suit The kicks on me bussin', like at Duke I am made, I did this shit by myself, I can't get put on a shelf Bitch I'm that nigga, no of money can tame I been goin' nuts I came in my blood, it pump my veins Before the web, I was Mary Jane I been in the game, I was them things Came out at the end, nigga, that's Eddie Kane I feel like Pac when he dropped I feel double-O-seven Lil Wayne I don't give a fuck ice and no chain Just the thought of my the reason I train All they know is the sauce, they don't know the All you show is your wins, let 'em the loss Read some books and keep calm if they you over The police hate a nigga that know the Why up for a flag, when they hope we fall? In a grave or a that could hold us all Pinned down like a bowling ball, they got a hold of Follow James, like he protocol (Woo) When it come to this rapping, you know I'm a with it Take any beat I and sink my teeth in it I could get conscious, bitch, I go deep with it Words for your soul, I know how to preach with it Bar after bar, nigga I could start it Change up my flow on you hoes, like Mystique it Up in the sometimes I put the beef in it Fuck who it, I'm out they reach with it I dumb it down, I cannot weaken it I got it mastered, bitch I could teaching it The scary this is ain't reached my with it, ah Still independent, nigga I'm a Check my net worth, I ain't floss Bitch, I lit, like a molotov on me when I tie my scarf Wings up, bitch, it's a lot of Million dollar up in designer draws All my ex bitches want my off They want the back, like a tomahawk Your wanna see me, she say she ain't sleepy And said gon' up for me, like a scale I her good, now she under my spell She be me