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(Todays agenda)
riding with them sodomy
on hip, hip to your pistol,
the day I bow to a bitch will
Be the day I throw a bottle at inside of a strip club
the booth
just to leave a tooth floating around inside of your cup
What goes around comes in the form of karma
Nah, thats probably just me riding your town in a Fisker
Penning a rhyme equivalent to a winning lottery
Uh, fresh off weight scale
Living a crooked heaven on Earth giving them straight
Kick in the door of awards, wondering where are we sitting
Niggas with jeans looking like where are they fitting
Beware of writtens,
its parallel to an Arab
In the terrorist cockpit heading for hells
I greasier than Harolds Chicken
cross me I leave scales tipping
Im coming (fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that scale)
My bitch curvy as a Persian virgins
She to serve me, she here to disturb the reaper
I keep bank, Franklins, word to Aretha
Im fly as a
and high as the Burj
I with kings, yall ride with fiends
You fraudulent niggas remind me of a scheme
One of yall niggas was 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 it's a Drake song cause my cake long
your bitch giving me cheekbone
Like Jones
my dick like a payphone
But she aint getting the back
She the ball sack, hitting the jaw just where we parked at
as a car jack,
I aint tryna be
Im tryna be lying on top of my money
Im coming (fresh off that scale)
what the fuck I stop for
Knowing I need more guap stored in my sock
They want an encore when the is at mach four
King of the jungle no lying, I let the Glock
And this bulletproof is irrelevant
Im telling them at your melon, Im nailing a shell in it
And the shell is moving right your
melon your skeleton
Then the felon is belling the pitch the fella was yelling and
Police sirens respond to heat firing, Ima keep
Ima flee, Ima be quiet, Im a G, Im a beat
From Long Beach and Im Side
I
you artists like an artifact
serious as a attack
hat
tats,
that, art of rap
Thats me, cant believe Ice never thought of that, who the fuck it back
(Fresh off that scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, off that, fresh off that weight scale)
Fresh off weight scale
I guess Im Canibus and Kool Moe Dee, cause its for me to take Ls
Im tryna make more than a bake sale
Tell the jakes Ima make bail escape cause I hate jail
All rappers saying they spitting hard raps
Before I buy that shit, show me the
I got a like a sharp ax
I got a ton of rhymes flyer than anything launching off
This is how it is
when I ghostwrite for
Im speaking them, Im really just a ventriloquist
A lyricst,
a hint of
A pinch of militant, a description of what this nigga is
Pull out a and weigh CDs
Then it to the fans til they need me
Im a dealer so put out an APB
The same shit that gave 80's babies ADD
sit in the kitchen feeling your eye sweat
Gripping your wrist and watching that pie
Pitching to different for figures, never slipping
5-0 tripping, I dip on them the projects
boy mindset, gotta get this money
Apply the same grind to this rhyme shit,
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, heavy to eight
Put brains on pre-K, the shell is a
Man, Im tryna write, please leave me alone
Cause I aint trying to fight, Im a Iron Mike
Bite your ear with a syllable, lay a hook thatll you
Throwing at you little dudes, my opponents get rid of you
Hit my corner and to Eminem,
Crook and
While Joey the ring girl
and this is unfixable, uh
You rocking a BQE boy
That EQ's and BB Kings with D-boyz
Todays agenda, flame
And have their giving brain to they favorite member

(Fresh off that scale)
of a mad man
Joe Joe
Aint gotta lie, what you see is what you get, aint modified
Me, I give them the same song, go check

Dont get the wrong, Im the same G
Spending old money, yall 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 from
Your favorite rapper got a head nod he approached
and check my
I wake sleepy hollow, should've done a CT
Go to Colorado right now and watch
So my dad think Im styling, how
Im hed be if these new drugs was out then
I owe it to holmes, rolling
But how I wouldnt let a stone
, wonder why Im stone
Problem child to adult
Got bad cards but I aint my hand, its logic
I hate and authority the same
So how the fuck you think I feel a chain of command,
I you how you different from I
You always hugging the block, I kiss it
Sober, my last drinking game started truth or dare
And ended with me a name
So call it out of control, Im confused when
in to me is the illusion
Theres your answer, verbal slash
Now the club is a basement, I just came in with some dancers
House gang, the clan it
A-Treats,

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