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Reap You Sow"

Uh! King from adolescence
Meantime back to finessing, you're guessing
And PMS'in' in the direction
The BM for so long, perfecting
Tweakin' my engine, dreamin my crown on, the legend
cadences I'm famous for
God sends halos, I'm hanging more will die for nothin, only remember kin names in war
Social beefin' is weak, so don't anticipate a post or a tweet, I even like to speak
no competition breathin hard luck
I handicap your up
I'm panty stackin broads up, favorite rapper bar struck
Writers collision, cooked in a kitchen
now the titles missin, hooked, the recitals listen
If I you I was tired, would you judge me?
you criticize my counter disappearances you're lucky
I'm flippin, anyone they consider above me
Start them off one by one, that would be lovely, and ugly

They say you reap what you sow
There ain't no love here in this place that I home
No one to lean on, I out here on my own
Don't no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone
You're well protected, ain't no way to roam
Hand on my heater cause you never know
Separate yourself, they ain't let you grow
I wanna' win, don't think the hood let me go, oh

Peace be placed to purity, more for the wicked
Made my darker days be full moons, where all the goons can it, uh!
My life's explicit, killer style, few and mix it
Perfect elixir addict two tools, terrific
I own a ticket, pen my verse
You timeline scrollin' and I'm searchin', me and my coal coachin'
Blue fuck with them niggas', great 'em in third person
Freedom [?] 3D and gold
deep in flows curtain, shade out the snoopers
Sniper range what the truth is
Kongo with caduceus
Pile up the losers, no time for
When I get stupid, bowels are
A hundred miles and nigga'
I'm more than real, don't bring The King things
I push the button, metal like a vendin' machine
Grew to be limitless, few know the business is
Beat odds my regiment, hesitance won't get you this

say you gon' reap what you sow
There ain't no love in this place that I call home
No one to lean on, I out here on my own
Don't need no haters me fuckin' up my zone
well protected, ain't no better way to roam
Hand on my heater cause you never really
yourself, they ain't gon' let you grow
I win, don't think the hood gonn' let me go, oh

Sweeter from on here on out, subtracted bitter faces
Minor disappointments stem from lack of
flows, sick tracks, infected basements
Bullets droppin' knowledge, power casings and down
is what I get for livin
My splittin', back and forthin' with my other side still, two tempers clickin'
Top of all the 'four'fathers, who mentions different
punches down on blank blue bills, new pens for tripping, Uh!
I'm down the [?] two Glock for semi threats
for many cheques, too hip-hop for skinny sweats
Feel my memory stretch, do flip and deadly sex
MC's out the old days, W chevvy lex
How active rider up the plazza as I
off the ramp and throw, dab like designer
Platinum [?] and smoke
Cash out the commas, my personas like the hope
Fast ride

They say you reap what you sow
There ain't no love in this place that I call home
No one to lean on, I been out on my own
Don't no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone
You're well protected, ain't no better way to
Hand on my heater cause you never know
yourself, they ain't gon' let you grow
I wanna' win, think the hood gonn' let me go, oh