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I mean, we all had to on our shit before
I know y'all was late on your rent before
Ran a couple Harvey Dents before
Maybe you breathin' too many chemicals
You I'm finna go?
Fuckin' with the of the indigo
Bring the in manila envelopes
My niggas in the country interlope
And I can't go for

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Hold up, up, hold up, hold up
Free what cheap is
Niggas rolling some cheapskates
I see kids talking work empty briefcase
We put the beef on the buzz and it sweepstakes
Then roll a like a nigga need a knee brace
Breeze let you know who got the smoke if you down
When in the of the woods
Call Anthony Towns and Thomas for sounds
my rain water color paints all over town
Oliver Twist, the artful dodger's all this
If she with me, then call her my bitch
I'm in the VIP, with a big bottled and I'm sparkin' a piff
Good woods on some carpenter
Move the like the parliament is
is a game of chess
Funny thing got me playin' the rest
for thought, I ain't paying the chef
With cleft on the bass clef
Singin' with strep, I'm sick it
Bought the life of the
On one like Tim with it
And I'm for my 'rents
gettin' clear as the piss
Now my stress is gettin' swimmin' at the pier with the kids

I mean, we all had to on our shit before
I know y'all niggas was late on your rent
Ran into a couple Harvey Dents
Maybe you niggas breathin' too chemicals
You I'm finna go?
Fuckin' with the of the indigo
Bring the cash in envelopes
My niggas in the trying too interlope
And I go for that
I mean, we all had to fall on our shit
Know y'all niggas was on your rent before
Ran into a couple Dents before
Maybe you niggas breathin' too many
You think I'm go?
Fuckin' with the children of the
Bring the in manila envelopes
My niggas in the country tryna
And I can't go for

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Cause a storm's comin', nigga, see this
All these talkin money 'bout to overdraft
See Colin Powell's in all your fences, defenseless, fam
All my niggas in the cul-de-sac, to strike with the hood like a Cobra
culture, they'll never get over that
So I'm in this over trash
Runnin' through a nigga
Remember nights with the coldest
When we ain't really have shit but some old
Told you once, I told you
Never was in it for the Oberweiss
The skeleton's out the closet, poltergeist
The poems I write, most nights, dramatic
Freeze-frame, poster light
Poster child, he posted
From Chicago, deep off in Pilsen the vatos
mercy, me, that Murciélago
That's in my hundred-dollar purchased from Barney's
hurtin' my pockets, but fuck, what do I know?
I'm really a southside nigga with a Nas flow
Never been as as Rondo, I mean, hey
Condo on my has never really been a goal of mine
Less "Goldie," Dolemite
I around, like "Y'all trollin', right?"
It's overkill, we know the
It's overpriced, the probably won't suffice
I don't condone the roll of dice on one, fam
I mean, we all had to fall on our before
get up 'fore shit hit the fan