Pedestrian (hikers'-wear)

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Peter Piper couldn't pick
The pep I was looking for,
The greener the pepper, the better it tastes, it's ever-
Lasting when I pour my heart on these songs
I'm filing joy to the one listening, vibing alone
Thinking about the saying, nobody loves you until you gone
I rolled the blunt and I made the beat, so tag along
Remove yourself from all the energy that bring you harm
And I promise, you gonna realize the bigger picture
Nigga, focus on the bigger frame Forget the fame, but then who to blame
I couldn't tell you the vision, man, are you insane?
It all depends on your religion, if it's true, baggy and navy blue, Then I enlisted and put it on my investment, my crew
Is invested in the new ways to kill the new wave, the movement is fluent
Like the flow that's improving
Now you think niggas using,
This renowned unit as a front
But we grand with the rand, aiming for the top dollar
cause the collar don't bend
All depends on the quality of your intelligence
And one more to end off the retro magnetic testament
And then,

Rustown, right now

Or you can either pass it to the Kaypex, we gone
My niggas say less, alright, listen to

Straight out the zero with the one and four
We still alive, giving you a song once more
But for celebration, yo, we don't have to open up that bottle of alco
At least not yet, you can put it in the air once we know we got the cash flow
Go crazy, knowing you letting your stash grow
Time is money, we lost track,
I'm checking my clock, already past four,
Wasted niggas getting kicked out the back door
Or it's either niggas tapping out, resting on they arms or the flat floor
Fast forward, it's quarter to seven, niggas are stranded
Stuck, looking for transport, anything to take my niggas back home
I remember,
it was real, niggas with that broke
Pass over the last bit of money you got to the driver
You just a rider,
The nigga on the passenger seat is the human scientific calculator
Analyzing the driver, looking closely at the nigga
Cause he drunk and he's watching the road at the same time
Watching the boy struggling to count the paper
The nigga busy driving the coins in between the seats
The nigga flopping cause he already gave up
But Mr. Driver said it's no problem, just as long as you pay up too
We gone, my nigga, bye, see you later
We gone, my nigga, bye, see you later
We gone, gone, we gone, nigga bye, see you later

I'm a sick ass nigga with no brains
I'm the younger version of La flame we don't play
It's lit when I spit, I'm sick
Would you deliver like the single, double, triple, no assist, no shit
It's the rap revival
I'm slick, are you sure that you could do like I do
Stare  into the lens of the camera, iPhone
The tallest nigga in the circle, I'm Eiffel
A backpack rap, son I don't pack a gat, so attack me
If you think you strong, then I'll put my niggas on
Cause you know my word is bond, contour
Lines is abnormal
Cause every time I spit, another nigga in they hormones
I'm anti-yolo, we live forever
But you afraid cause of fomo
But it's whatever, see you whenever, kid, wherever
Your product getting better
That's cause you ain't doing this music shit for the cheddar
Shit, it's next level


Spitting the Rustown hip-hop, it's like oxen
Stampede with lyrical heavyweight boxing
Yo, just give thanks, this the new shit
For y'all to ever try to sleep on this, is stupid, listen
My thoughts deep like the upright acoustic bass
They still don't understand what I'ma do to this place
Move at a new pace, nah, that flow's too sick
Oops, I mean too fast
Niggas wouldn't try to shoot back after I shoot this
Coming with heavy loads of platinum raps
While you spitting your bars light as a toothpick
(Spitting your bars light as a toothpick)

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