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(Todays agenda)
riding with sodomy sisters
Pistol on hip, hip to pistol,
the day I bow down to a bitch
Be the day I throw a bottle at Rihanna inside of a club
Leave the
just to leave a tooth floating inside of your pimp cup
What goes around comes around in the form of
Nah, probably just me riding around your town in a Fisker
Penning a rhyme to a winning lottery ticket
Uh, fresh off that weight
Living a crooked heaven on giving them straight hell
Kick in the of them awards, wondering where are we sitting
Niggas tight jeans looking like where are they fitting
Beware of writtens,
its parallel to an Arab
In the terrorist cockpit heading for hells
I talk than Harolds Chicken
Dont cross me I leave scales
Im coming (fresh off that scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off weight scale)
My bitch curvy as a virgins features
She here to serve me, she to disturb the reaper
I keep bank, speak Franklins, word to
Im fly as a
and high as the Khalifa
I ride kings, yall ride with fiends
You fraudulent niggas remind me of a scheme
One of niggas was probably cool in school
The rest of yall niggas was clowns, we should call you the team
Im
Niggas listen like aint this about a bitch like it's a Drake song cause my cake
your bitch giving me cheekbone
Like Jones
using my like a payphone
But she aint the call back
She the ball sack, hitting the jaw just where we parked at
as a car jack,
I aint tryna be
Im be missionary lying on top of my money
Im (fresh off that weight scale)
the fuck would I stop for
Knowing I need more guap in my sock drawer
They an encore when the flow is at mach four
King of the jungle no lying, I let the roar
And this bulletproof is irrelevant
Im them look at your melon, Im nailing a shell in it
And the shell is moving right your
into your skeleton
Then the felon is belling the same the fella was yelling and
Police sirens to heat firing, Ima keep firing
Ima flee, Ima be quiet, Im a G, Im a tyrant
From Long Beach and Im Side
I
bury you like an artifact
as a heart attack
hat
tats,
that, art of rap
Thats me, cant believe Ice never thought of that, who the brought it back
(Fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that weight
Fresh off that, fresh off that, off that weight scale)
Fresh off that scale
I guess Im Canibus and Kool Moe Dee, its hard for me to take Ls
Im tryna more cake than a bake sale
Tell the jakes Ima make bail escape cause I hate jail
All these rappers saying they spitting raps
Before I buy shit, show me the Barfax
I got a tongue like a ax
I got a ton of rhymes than anything launching off tarmacs
This is how it is
when I ghostwrite for
Im speaking through them, Im really a ventriloquist
A lyricst,
a hint of
A of militant, a perfect description of what this nigga is
Pull out a and weigh CDs
Then distribute it to the til they need me
Im a dealer so put out an APB
The same shit that these 80's babies ADD
pyrex sit in the kitchen feeling your eye
your wrist and watching that pie strech
Pitching to different niggas for figures, never
5-0 tripping, I dip on through the projects
Dope boy mindset, gotta get this
Apply the grind to this rhyme shit, dummy
Pick a pad, pick a pen, pick a track, pick a flow, I pick it
Like a locksmith in his nose,
sit in the
With the on,
waist gone, to eight long
Put on pre-K, the shell is a crayon
Man, Im tryna write, please leave me alone
Cause I aint to fight, Im a different Iron Mike
Bite your ear a syllable, lay a hook thatll finish you
Throwing jabs at you little dudes, my get rid of you
Hit my and listen to Eminem,
and Nickel
While fucking the ring girl
and this is unfixable, uh
You with a BQE boy
That EQ's and BB Kings with D-boyz
agenda, flame contenders
And their dame giving brain to they favorite member

(Fresh off weight scale)
of a mad man
Joe Joe
Aint lie, what you see is what you get, aint nothing modified
Me, I give them the song, go check with

Dont get the context wrong, Im the G
old money, yall swear it was the same G
Yeah, model hoes cute and entertain me
And though I let them go to the head, they change me
Far innocent
Your favorite rapper got a head nod before he
and check my
I wake hollow, should've done a CT scan
Go to Colorado now and watch Batman
So my dad Im styling, how when
Im everything hed be if these new drugs was out
I owe it to holmes, rolling
But how I wouldnt let a roll
, wonder why Im cold
Problem to aggravated adult
Got bad but I aint blaming my hand, its logic
I hate jewelry and the same
So how the you think I feel about a chain of command,
I tell you how you from I
You always the block, I kiss it goodbye
Sober, my last drinking game started truth or dare
And ended with me a name
So yall call it out of control, Im when
in to me is the illusion
Theres your answer, verbal slash
Now the strip club is a basement, I just in with some dancers
House gang, the clan it
A-Treats,

Joey the fan
Love then hate it both I cant fake it
And if I did, I would never
I said that all wrong, yall never tell
I keep the mind fucked up for the
Even if they help make it shit would fail