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Da Floataz

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The 87/88 pushing pedals to floors
Subwoofers move the block, I mean it sizzle the floor
Bandanas out the window, is you ready for war
Summertime in my city, nigga settle the score
A year prior I would face priors for my desires
A pistol would of had me a victim of common rivals
That nigga took her pussy, that's what she told to survivors
My niggas wanted war, I seen the lust in her eyelids
Ear, to the street I had his name and a province
She gave the pussy up what's the point of the violence
Never speak about it kept on moving in silence
Live, by my codes, keep my personals private
Ain't trust too many, mama the only option
A couple niggas with me since screaming out 6 popping
My sister, held me down
My baby mama the one
My son's, better carry my legacy when I'm done
I'm prophetic in my message, called anointed by some
Called lover by many, but only loving to come
I'm humble in my approach, nigga a never be broke
My mind is worth a million, I pay it out in these quotes
For God, so loved the world, he gave up his only son
For your life you won't give up extra bacon on a bun
Sick and tired of being tired, turnt into the realest nigga
When I through up my hands and realized I am that nigga motherfucker

Christ sake what a nigga gotta do to make a half a flake
Take my style wave it at your date
You suckers fake ain't never been around real
All beyond burger nigga never been around steak
Never said can't or ain't, just do and did
Never stood for bogus, her flower is the lotus
Been focus beyond Ford is
Dopiest writing so glorious
Smoking potent and eating oranges
Freestyling on cordless
Or payphones with quarters
In yoga position semi-circle
Several serpents in the corner
Soaking up the peace upon ya
Positioning opposition that's Nemo in shark water
Demi with no bravado, ducking swerving each pothole
Rocking moccasin blindfold
Watching time tick, jotting rhymes sick
Plotting on rich stone rolling Bun Pimp
Since a jit jump ship
Censorship, told that bitch, I don't suppress speech ugh
Then did the dash deuces, got favor like fruit juice
The Dame Dash blueprints
Don't let circus amuse you, tell these rappers the usual
Get jewels and bullshit
New whips they'll repo, those lyrics they reuse
Nigga we seen this show, think this is a reboot
I'm turning tables with turbans, cooking dope with butter
Selling merch out the cauldron a rapper kind of sort of ugh

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