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will fuck around and bench dawg
Distro kid just sent a fuckin' check and that's your rent cost
New crib up at Cincy and I'm tryin' to get this lease

of reactions
Spinnin' they block n', I'm lookin' for static oh thats a new dead opp better pass it
Walk in the spot and I'm totin' my ratchet Bitch, I've been

a block off in my shoes
His mama called  me with the news and I instantly cried
Imagine how it really rained the day my partner died
Remember being in that

wearing riches by wearing rags
Grindin all my life
Yeah, gettin that cash

Ridin in a foreign
That's a whole new level
Skirtin thru da city
Yeah, put da

see the glow now they acting like they know wasn’t messing with the kids call me back after the show never been the average joe swear this life is all i

a bubble

Hmm, booty that is new to this shit
Been cool since a kid and I won't stop
Till the globe's in my grip, I let it slip
Straight to the ground, give

someone bigger than me and him
Why do I feel like I can't trust someone who shares my same skin
Why do I act so paranoid, depending on the block I'm in

wood
Ha
Ha
Ha
They gonna say that it's just a faze
Same young kid from the block who used to aim
They don't really understand when I give him praise
Say

Yeah
Something special about this one
I go by the name of Seymour....Bigger Perc man
Share this with yall
Look
Put the chargers up
.....or don't talk

on block of flats
Like any other mandem
Seen the carnage
Blow back in my face
By the grace of god I'm still here

I fear sometimes
I can end up back in that

suck 30 dicks
Bih Ain Neva impressed
I'm the type Ah fuck yo new bih
And nut on ya X
Aye
Put her on the block make her run up ah check
Bih I'm turnt up

a motherfucking maybach
I was just broke but that was like way back
I'll put u on the news by pushing yo shit back
He mr tough now he walk with a shit bag
Nigga

tryna buy a Benz
OTS a gang I ain't fucking with no other friends
Bitch I'll block your new account cuz ion make amends
Fuck with OTS we gonna run a fade

always ever known
No practice, fresh like out the package
Hug the block like I got new traction
So active, all about that action
Spit it and I hit it like

a block on this bitch and I'm clutching them fins
Fuck a nigga, better know papi , never lack
Goin' through 100 racks, next to me, it's a new gen
Lamb Chop,

the field with them umpires
Gunfire was my daily soundtrack
Thank God that I found rap
The flow is mind bending
Defined by my intentions
And not the things

and a dicky clip
Give her back shots, like Ricky did
Know a business man that stands on biz
Got a new freezer no Rich the Kid
Should've brought protection, boy

the work
Years before
We had a kid
Then calling it quits
I would hug the block tight
You right by the hip
You would run to the store
Grab me dutches and shit

NOT.
Poppin this.
Diss track. On a dock.
45 Glock. Shots.
On that 8 Mile block. (POP)
Remember, GOD. I am NOT. A RAP GOD!

So, go suck on my rap cock!

on top of me
Watching me, on my story she was watching me, now you topping me
Hopping in a brand new whip, you can pull up in a drop with me
You can argue

I got shot down a lot
Pulled down in my misery
Til I started seeing things very differently
No lie
I been da kid on the block
Picked on, lied on,

line, dare a nigga take mine,
Tutored by the OGs, 
Three fifty seven when I'm barking, 
Six nails for that coffin, keep the shells, 
Toss the gun and keep

started, he turned it up to the max
His mama moved to the Burbs, but he didn't forget where he left
New kid on the block, had to make a name for his self
Him

ain't matching the King, when I Wing it it's peak, they
Lookin' at me like "ey Jit!
New kid ain't got respect for the 8-bit
You just steal others styles