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I mean, we all had to on our shit before
I know y'all niggas was late on rent before
Ran into a Harvey Dents before
Maybe you breathin' too many chemicals
You think I'm go?
Fuckin' with the of the indigo
Bring the in manila envelopes
My niggas in the tryna interlope
And I go for that

1]
Hold up, hold up, up, hold up
Free ain't cheap is
Niggas rolling some cheapskates
I see kids talking work with empty
We put the beef on the buzz and call it
Then roll a joint like a nigga need a knee
Breeze will let you who got the smoke if you down
When in the of the woods
Call Anthony Towns and Thomas for sounds
While my rain 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 water and I'm sparkin' a piff
woods on some carpenter shit
Move the queen the parliament is
This is a game of
Funny thing that got me the rest
Food for thought, I ain't the chef
With cleft lips on the bass
Singin' strep, I'm sick with it
the life of the dimwitted
On one like Tim with it
And I'm for my 'rents
Message gettin' clear as the
Now my stress is swimmin' lessons at the pier with the kids

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

2]
Cause a storm's comin', nigga, see this
All these niggas talkin money 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
Black culture, they'll never get that
So I'm in this bitch over
Runnin' through a nigga
Remember with the coldest sweats
we ain't really have shit but some old advice
Told you once, I you twice
was in it for the Oberweiss alone
The out the closet, more poltergeist
The poems I write, most nights, more
Freeze-frame, that's poster
Poster child, he posted
From Chicago, off in Pilsen with the vatos
mercy, me, that Murciélago
That's in my hundred-dollar jacket purchased from
Ain't hurtin' my pockets, but fuck, what do I
I'm really just a southside nigga a Nas flow
Never as passive as Rondo, I mean, hey
Condo on my wrist has never really been a of mine
Less "Goldie," Dolemite
I look around, "Y'all trollin', right?"
It's overkill, we know the
It's overpriced, the probably won't suffice
I don't condone the of dice on this one, fam
I mean, we all had to fall on our before
Just get up 'fore hit the fan