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Reap You Sow"

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

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

Peace be placed to purity, chances for the wicked
Made my days be full moons, where all the goons can kick it, uh!
My life's explicit, style, few shrooms and mix it
Perfect elixir addict with two tools,
I own a ticket, pen my verse
You timeline scrollin' and I'm soul searchin', me and my coal
don't fuck with them niggas', great 'em in third person
Freedom [?] 3D and version
Knee deep in flows curtain, out the snoopers
Sniper from what the truth is
with strong caduceus
Pile up the losers, no time for
I get stupid, bowels are movin'
A hundred and cruisin' 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 what the business is
Beat with my regiment, hesitance won't get you this

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

Sweeter life from on here on out, subtracted bitter
disappointments stem from lack of expectations
Mediocre flows, sick tracks, infected
Bullets droppin' knowledge, power and down faces
This is what I get for
My mental splittin', back and forthin' with my other still, two tempers clickin'
Top fiver of all the 'four'fathers, who different
Jottin' punches down on blue bills, new pens for tripping, Uh!
I'm the [?] two clip Glock for semi threats
Time for many cheques, too hip-hop for skinny
Feel my memory stretch, do flops and deadly sex
Resemble out the old days, W chevvy lex
How active foggin' up the plazza as I
Float off the ramp and throw, dab designer
[?] psychopath and smoke
Cash out the commas, my personas the [?]with hope
Fast provider

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 need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my
You're protected, ain't no better way to roam
Hand on my heater you never really know
Separate yourself, they ain't gon' let you
I win, don't think the hood gonn' let me go, oh