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

Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who into a project man
Brewster (booster plates), he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn
clear Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands
ain't got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket
Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and
rockets and I (eye) up in the sky helicopter cams
And you down 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 G off in the room
still hard to see me like the on TV
or the from the sidewalk, I don't flow (floor), I ceiling
My mama said need me
'cause, I'm made from the best on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves
they glass is half so I spit into them like Celie
no G, now you can see me
but your letters' (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like
C and G but nothing me CG
It's all real, none of this is green
(Shut Up and Let Me Go) just like The Ting
I'm feeling like a Mac, standing a bunch of PCs
I've it from the shouters to the soccer moms
try to stop what's on
you'll see the back of my hand like the of palms
I'm balling like the tops of
circle of influence getting like the ripples on the tops of ponds
Short-footed and War Headed like the of bombs
Dominoing niggas, delivery is Papa John's, Ceaser's, uh
burning down Pizza Huts
collection building 'cause, I don't brush my teeth enough
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think deep as fuck
but this like my stuff
ask "Is this his day-to-day '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
West Side riding, lot of niggas 'cause
I be overseas and (over seasoned) tough.
Everything seamless, WorldStar never this
NahRight stream this, motherfucking genius
Brave and fly, you backboneless and
bunch of chickens on the strip, I'm coming for they
till they throwing up is meaningless
Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn't make list
Finish fingers, wrist, feeding frenzy and shit
Succotash suffering, Fricassee-en this
a eating media blitz
is getting feverish, pain is growing severe-ish
these the peppers picked
things are at their easiest, Compton city G'in it
but I'm from Chicago, lights, bravos

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