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I you feel this shit
Top ten flow and it's this shit
away, had to get away
Been away, back and a motherfucker still the shit
Hold up, what's as this?
myself, who ill as this?
Mastered the flow the east to the west
But now I'm wondering how trill is this
been around for a minute now
One hunnid, I'm in it now
People wasn't there back in the day talkin' bout
Man, I'm winning now
I could only if I was beginning now
Back in the now
Fuck
Spent a mil' on the chain and I tell my company that
Get the back

First off I give a fuck about all top five
If I in it
Niggas barely ever play my (It don't matter)
But I'm still winnin' from the
Just to make 'em peep what I'm cookin', I love
I put a studio in my partner
So by the way I'm whippin you would I'm juggin' these hoes
Cuttin' crack and make 'em back like excuse me nigga
I a stove, nah, I ain't selling dope
But a metaphor for my flow
But I'mma probably have to hit a fork (maybe dumb it down)
'Til it bubble up and then some more
So I can bag it up for these insta
And sell it for the low they simple
If I hear "KRIT, you need a hit" one more
Lookin' at us "how these motherfuckers gon' under ship mine?"
Still do an here there
And they don't even know that I'm (Nigga you had to know that)
If I wait on the label to support my vision I might go
Lately I've on my tell it all get rich
plottin' on my way I did
To show like Empire may the very thing I of
like bullshit
Kill 'em all, why not, King when I'm
up in the blizzard and the cold
Said who was here, never really in the sizzie
Fuck what ya heard, multi I dizzie, bitch

Aight, check it, it's the
I heard y'all checking my net worth
What the fuck is y'all
Y'all on my level, boy, go pay your rent first
And maybe I'll sign you
I'm looking for talent, I hope that I you
(Wait a minute, you me now let me tell you
Now here's problem)
They probably that shit for the first album, man fuck that
They'll say that I
And I'll say I had to 'em my range
'Cause if I do what I did then they'll say the same
Just can't win in this game (What's with it)

talks, that's a figure of speech, that went over their head
Like the dough I throw in the air like I'm Papa John
That mafia money, that
My shortie a dime, bitches are not, pennies
Probably take her to Denny's, we at Lenny's
You I got 99 problems, but keep it a hundred
You know that I it
Just me and my homies, we tryna it to the summit
Praying that we plummet
Like "Oh my God look at boy now you finally done it"
been writing these records from actual facts
So hopefully you something from it
But I learned is