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But still, if one of their men is so
Don't about it
A
I'm well aware my is unbeatable
Brother, we're

when my heart turned cold
I'm a product of the
We used to cook the in the pot
Add soda, turn the product into
in my DNA, you see it started with my pops
In his heyday he put your father in a box
In my heyday, I probably put the in my sock
Ain't no vacay, the props become a problem it's hot
Mayday mayday, but no charge, I'm nutty the bars
That's a payday so bruh, this ain't a bar
is AA, back up in the trunk with the AK
Each line pack a punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I nae nae
Got bottles out, warriors come out and play-ayy
know I'm Grade A, get a slice of bread
Okay, some hoods love me, would like me dead
Okay, my hungry, his eyes is red
But he clumsy, go upside your head

We had 'dro and po',
Range Rovers flood up the
Me, a thousand on, I got put on well up
Evergreen baggies, selling capsules, in classrooms
Slick bastards get C.R.E.A.M, yelling rule!'
Smile Pacquiao, but under the leather
Hold a MAC 1-O, pumpin' up in 1 Oak, the hour
Coke chemists taste the flow, numb, needs copper rum
Blunting off the get back, me then one, I'm out
Off to the races, my blazers patient
They want to spray shit, get blown for stalking Rae shit
Jammies carry nitrogen, light up a like I'm on Vicodin
with the righteous men, and we fighting 'em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the is here
Metals and gear, fried off the medical, that's incredible
The flyest, the most notorious while they those liars
Off niggas heads papayas

Before I poly, Red lighting the Bob
So I can God bodies from the John Gotti's
Everybody a boss, saying they time's
Women injections, leave 'em odd bodies
Babies having babies, wearing Old
Robbin' old ladies, that's a of no home training
I you the ropes, I'm narrating Al Haymon
I told Lighty, if I him, I'mma violate him
I'm not a but I know shooters
And if them don't shoot up, I'll go suit up
and the W, it's televised
We ain't niggas, media telling hella lies (Fuck you!)
This a campfire of a
I sleep when hot beats through the amplifier
And every nigga got to say
I'm like, 'Yeah okay, y'all anyway'
Doc

say
Love is a energy
with the claim baby
(Oh baby)

My-my-my team hard, making 'em lean
You see more riders lined up than see at a theme park
My queen hot, making the pop, routine, akh
Online gangstas, I'm giving screenshots
writing lyrics to God, right?
Twisting the tale, as hell, Christian Bale from The Dark Knight
On sight, fogging your fog lights, your like
at the Road House, down for the bar fight
Like this, an IG pic
Before the Seahawks' 24, Lord, I been on that shit
Pussy, you wack, something like a trick
Mike in the Billie Jean vid, I got the lit
Shining star, find another, you find it hard
Certain death, Deck'll walk off with minor
Firing squad, the odds
And the solitary, just me behind the bars

Sparks up the bullet-proof, game intensity
ingenuity, Tec criminology
Sharp
Certified, by every eye worldwide
to the streets of the do or die hustler
I understand politics, consistent, quit, superstar, I write hits
Come a listen y'all
money, flipping it
Scripting it, record it, then applaud it
Ship a hundred mil', they bought and took a of it
Quotes like coke mixed with dope
Have a cardiac, Allah spin the beat back
Watch the magnetic attract 'em, club 'em
They stiff 'cause their wisdom was stripped when I'm 'em

say
Love is just a
Dealing the claim baby
(Oh baby)