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(Todays agenda)
riding with them sodomy
Pistol on hip, hip to pistol,
the day I bow to a bitch will
Be the day I a bottle at Rihanna inside of a strip club
Leave the
just to leave a tooth floating inside of your pimp cup
What around comes around in the form of karma
Nah, thats just me riding around your town in a Fisker
Penning a equivalent to a winning lottery ticket
Uh, fresh off that weight
Living a crooked heaven on Earth giving straight hell
Kick in the door of them awards, wondering are we sitting
Niggas tight jeans looking like where are they fitting
of they writtens,
its parallel to an Arab
In the cockpit heading for hells kitchen
I talk greasier than Chicken
Dont cross me I leave tipping
Im coming (fresh off that weight scale, fresh off weight scale
Fresh off that, off that, fresh off that weight scale)
My bitch curvy as a virgins features
She here to serve me, she here to the reaper
I bank, speak Franklins, word to Aretha
Im fly as a
and high as the Burj
I ride kings, yall ride with fiends
You fraudulent niggas me of a ponzi scheme
One of niggas was probably cool in school
The rest of yall was clowns, we should call you the Fonzi team
Im
Niggas like aint this about a bitch like it's a Drake song cause my cake long
cause your giving me cheekbone
Like Jones
using my dick a payphone
But she aint the call back
She getting the ball sack, hitting the jaw just where we at
as a car jack,
I aint be funny
Im tryna be missionary on top of my money
Im coming (fresh off that scale)
what the fuck I stop for
Knowing I need more guap in my sock drawer
They want an encore when the is at mach four
of the jungle no lying, I let the Glock roar
And this vest is irrelevant
Im telling them look at your melon, Im nailing a in it
And the shell is moving through your
into your skeleton
Then the is belling the same pitch the fella was yelling and
sirens respond to heat firing, Ima keep firing
Ima flee, Ima be quiet, Im a G, Im a beat
From Beach and Im East Side
I
you artists like an artifact
serious as a heart
hat
tats,
that, art of rap
Thats me, cant believe Ice never thought of that, who the fuck brought it
(Fresh off that weight scale, fresh off weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that scale)
Fresh off weight scale
I guess Im Canibus and Moe Dee, cause its hard for me to take Ls
Im tryna make cake than a bake sale
the jakes Ima make bail then escape cause I hate jail
All these rappers saying spitting hard 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 for niggas
Im through them, Im really just a ventriloquist
A lyricst,
a hint of
A pinch of militant, a perfect description of what nigga is
Pull out a scale and CDs
Then distribute it to the til they need me
Im a drug so put out an APB
The same that gave these 80's babies ADD
pyrex sit in the kitchen feeling eye sweat
Gripping wrist and watching that pie strech
Pitching to niggas for figures, never slipping
5-0 tripping, I dip on them through the
Dope boy mindset, get this money
Apply the same grind to this shit, dummy
Pick a pad, pick a pen, pick a track, a flow, I pick it apart
Like a digging in his nose,
sit in the
the Dres on,
waist gone, heavy to eight
Put brains on pre-K, the is a crayon
Man, Im just tryna write, leave me alone
Cause I aint to fight, Im a different Iron Mike
Bite your ear with a syllable, lay a thatll finish you
Throwing jabs at you little dudes, my get rid of you
Hit my corner and to Eminem,
and Nickel
While fucking the ring girl
and fight is unfixable, uh
You rocking a BQE boy
That BBQ's EQ's and BB Kings D-boyz
Todays agenda, contenders
And have their dame giving 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 the same song, go check with

Dont get the context wrong, Im the G
old money, yall swear it was the same G
Yeah, these model hoes cute and me
And though I let go to the head, they never change me
Far from
favorite rapper got a head nod before he approached
and check my
I wake sleepy hollow, should've done a CT
Go to right now and watch Batman
So my dad Im styling, how when
Im hed be if these new drugs was out then
I owe it to holmes, rolling
But how I wouldnt let a roll
, wonder why Im cold
Problem child to aggravated
Got bad cards but I blaming my hand, its logic
I hate jewelry and authority the
So how the fuck you think I 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 thinking a
So yall it out of control, Im confused when
in to me is the illusion
Theres your answer, slash cancer
Now the strip club is a basement, I came in with some dancers
House gang, the made it
A-Treats,

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