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Uh, we just going to it going and going
until I feel completed and happy it. You know?

Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew a project man
Brewster Place (booster plates), he to stick his scissors in his sockets damn
clear that Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands
got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land
Events recent that lit a fire him like pots and pans
rockets and I (eye) up in the sky helicopter cams
And you down in the traffic jam
from I've seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestling fans
Came up from the bottom of the eye exam,
Now I'm like the biggest G off in the
still hard to see me the truth on TV
or the roof the sidewalk, I don't flow (floor), I ceiling
My mama said they me
'cause, I'm made from the best on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves
they glass is half full so I spit them like Celie
no G, now you can see me
but your letters' (lettuce) still my sea (C) like seaweed
C and G but bout me CG
It's all real, none of this is green
(Shut Up and Let Me Go) just The Ting Tings
I'm like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs
I've it from the shouters to the soccer moms
try to what's going on
you'll see the back of my hand like the tops of
I'm balling like the tops of

circle of influence getting bigger like the on the tops of ponds
Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of
Dominoing niggas, is Papa John's, Little Ceaser's, uh
burning down your Huts
Plaque collection building 'cause, I don't my teeth enough
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think deep as fuck
but this my weaker stuff
they ask "Is this his 'cause this is like a week to us?"
Mic is shy and blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up
I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its two of me
and each of us, acid, eat this up
A-Town down, is up, New York to East Coast is tough
Side riding, lot of niggas salty 'cause
'cause I be and (over seasoned) tough.
seamless, WorldStar never seen this
NahRight stream this, motherfucking genius
and fly, you backboneless and wingless
bunch of chickens on the strip, I'm coming for they
till what they up is meaningless
Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn't make MTV's
fingers, eating wrist, feeding frenzy and shit
Succotash suffering, Chicken this
a beat media blitz
pace is getting feverish, pain is growing
these the Peter picked
things are at easiest, Real Compton city G'in it
but I'm from Chicago, house lights,

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