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Holy Boy
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I'm building mass, she follow cause strings attached to this I'm on my madden shit These niggas like to follow me but I ain't having it Just like when I stock the pantry we close cabinets, for real And I can't care how you feel? I came a long way with some bear in the field I never look back cause I swear to god's will Let the lord take wheel Prolly get me killed, but in the end it's god's will I can tell you hella things, yea I can tell you hella things, yea You Wanna know some better things? Nah (Well) I think I'll keep it to myself while I show my wealth Cause by myself gold belt, I can't show and tell I'm looking down your whole self with your whole smell Cause you never learn from mistakes and I can tell Yea you come up any day if you put in work Somethings hurt but some dirt show you what your worth A kings worth gotta show not just from your birth You niggas slow with actions and I'm bouta skirt I'm bouta take off from Earth Yea Watch me do my own thang Even when im with the gang I only rock with one chain It's the same ol thing know you're place in your lane All you niggas act the same That's why you lost in this game Yea you can't get the boot, lil dude Playing by my rules ima play it cool Don't make me ask ya folks how you doing? Cause I know that shit cold, tht shit cold. Yea you can't get the boot, lil dude Playing by my rules ima play it cool Don't make me ask ya folks how you doing? Cause I know that shit cold, tht shit cold. I'm down for the cause Steady with the cost teddy coming petty im coming heavy them jaws Like the gloves burnt off Chicken with some hot sauce We whipping in my car And I'm never gon get loss Remember like big boss We chillin like Rick Ross The villains the see us And they feeling like hand toss Those feeling we sand off That's me and my phantom We come with some answers We run up the ransom I'm that water with the ice That keep it to side That leader of the tribe With tht theif in the night With tht bold closed eyes I'm down to terrorize The people that take lives for fun, it's your demise Can't fold on ring side My reach I swing wide Im preaching the king vibes Even though it was implied My soul was revived 10 toes when we slide They know I'm satisfied cause the realist is own the rise Yea you can't get the boot, lil dude Playing by my rules ima play it cool Don't make me ask ya folks how you doing? Cause I know that shit cold, tht shit cold. Yea you can't get the boot, lil dude Playing by my rules ima play it cool Don't make me ask ya folks how you doing? Cause I know that shit cold, tht shit cold. I be running miles on niggas with no designer clothes I be keeping files on niggas who had some higher lows Crawling at the bottom my niggas just tryna climb the boat I be popping bottles for niggas who got no time to fold Gotta keep my eye on these niggas that want that kinda gold Ima have to fly on these niggas, this shit is getting old Ima waste no time on my niggas to have ya story told Sad you had to die from the trigger, this world be really cold
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