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

Uh, of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man
Brewster Place (booster plates), he used to his scissors in his sockets damn
clear Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands
got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land
Events that lit a fire under him like pots and pans
rockets and I (eye) up in the sky like cams
And you there in the traffic jam
from here I've seen a bunch of fake shit like avid fans
Came up from the of the eye exam, zoom
Now I'm like the biggest G off in the
still hard to see me like the on TV
or the roof from the sidewalk, I flow (floor), I ceiling
My said they need me
'cause, I'm made from the best stuff on earth like Tea Leaves
they glass is half full so I spit into like Celie
no G, now you can see me
but letters' (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like seaweed
C and G but nothing me CG
It's all real, none of is green screen
(Shut Up and Let Me Go) like The Ting Tings
I'm feeling like a Mac, standing a bunch of PCs
I've rocked it from the shouters to the moms
try to stop going on
you'll see the of my hand like the tops of palms
I'm balling like the tops of

circle of getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds
Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of
Dominoing niggas, delivery is Papa John's, Ceaser's, uh
down your Pizza Huts
Plaque collection building 'cause, I brush my teeth enough
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might this deep as fuck
but this like my stuff
they ask "Is this his day-to-day 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 - its like two of me
and of us, rapping acid, eat this up
A-Town down, peace is up, New York to Coast is tough
West riding, lot of niggas salty 'cause
'cause I be and (over seasoned) tough.
Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen
gotta stream this, motherfucking genius
Brave and fly, you and wingless
of chickens on the strip, I'm coming for they fingers
till what throwing up is meaningless
Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn't make list
Finish fingers, eating wrist, feeding and shit
suffering, Chicken Fricassee-en this
a beat eating blitz
pace is feverish, pain is growing severe-ish
these the Peter picked
things are at their easiest, Real Compton G'in it
but I'm Chicago, house lights, bravos

Yeah, I'm playing... Internet, check!