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Eastside Fetty

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Hoodie ski mask way
Sampling the O'Jay's
I see Fif's greatness
Othello's placement

Top tier production
Fetty on a introduction
Raise my percussion
I'm the topic of discussion

Talent written from ink
Naturally I don't think
Brain waves start to link
Vocals match motion in sync

Niggas are apparitions
From liquid compositions
Embalmed body conditions
I'm the face of morticians

I'm the grim reaper
Equipped with heat seekers
Burner on hips like beepers
Runnin' niggas outta sneakers

Lyrically a menace
Crack rackets like it's tennis
Ducking off to Venice
For bodies I left in a crevice

Harbinger with a Derringer
Look into eyes of God's messenger
Who's a better competitor
Skull collector like Predator

I'll slap you and your editor
Adjust your bill like a creditor
Hands are God's rain of fire
Situations get dire

I gotta walk what I talk
Pure bred of New York
Bodies lined in chalk
Bullets popping like a cork

Pray to see solace
Make it out is a promise
Make it out is a promise
Make it out is a promise

F*ck bills taxes and liars
Avoid Feds looking at priors
Youngin' chasing dreams
Hustling for prestige

Maintain balance like triple beams
Demons laying siege
Memories from my teens
Packing grips in jeans

I had all of the tools
I used to make the wrong choice
Never gave a f*ck about school
Now you hear tracks with my voice

I can't live with excuses
Even with bumps and bruises
I had to light the fuses
My entire family loses

When my effort reduces
So I put my soul into music
And feel results it produces
Think outside a box like it's cubic

Slept on a air mattress
Twelve years at this address
Beginnings so humble
Hunger led to this hustle

My block you had to rumble
Hit the gym to get that muscle
Inner city doesn't have pity
Grit sparked how I'm witty

Flashbacks of parties litty
Dancing and getting light
Shorties popping that kitty
Good vibes turn to a fight

Scrape for crumbs in the slums
Run thumbs on stacks of sums
Fast money and a fast life
Niggas poked with a tucked knife

On the block or in school
On a clock survival's a rule
Wouldn't trade lessons I learned
Phone tapped lines got burned

I gotta walk what I talk
Pure bred of New York
Bodies lined in chalk
Bullets popping like a cork

Pray to see solace
Make it out is a promise
Make it out is a promise
Make it out is a promise

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