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Imagine if I never changed
My day 1
May he rest in peace
I just really hope you know I didn't do that shit
It wasn't me fam
Damn
Yo 
My day one

the pain
Better than you could pussy you ain't even staged!
I'm shooting buckets in the game call me Alan Rey
Like to you stewart little bitches i got no

fuck it
Kobe with a broken nose I love it
It's 'bout time I take that torch for myself
As I walk in this dark cold path by myself
Light it up cause it's

that you love me babygirl just run the Cho yo me

Shit I'm moving different now
Can't ever trust another pretty bitch with a perfect smile
To say I'll

I'ma try one take timmy it
Like my favourite uncle grafftis
Ey man shoutout grafftis yo

Alright
Pay attention cause the higher up is about to speak

All of my frienemies
They moving edgy
They've been wondering
What I've become
A Cape Townian
With a cold heart
I need a new jersey
I've been to places

really crazy
Supreme I been really save me
We gon' all win, what the fuck you mean by maybe
Mama told me, focus on your game and be like Jay-Z
Movin'

yo you can't stop this
Excellent skill am finna crack the game like a locksmith
Been on the ground for a minute but now am chilling in the cockpit
Take

this shit
Got the apes outside
They stalkin' this shit
Like I mentioned at the border
We gettin' paid
We got that money
We gettin' fed
By any means, it's

Underground dealings, bloodstained pacts,
We're the elite, expanding our tracks.

Money flows like an endless stream,
In this game, we're the ice-cold team,

got sober
Aston Martins v12s in my motor
Damn Sal yo you really on a cold run
Smiling all day now like a stoner
I'm the president bitch you just

Best rapper from the fante land wƆrebisa me dƐ who this 
Boy too cold checki fans no obiara hyƐ hoodies 
Wo pen game no ƆnnyƐ big dƐ tiko 
Brother my pen

You hear this shit is Eazy, you ain't gotta know the time
Rather be judged by talent instead of the hype
Ain't doing many features, imma set that

let me 'round yo nigga cause he won't wanna come home
Say eeny meeny miny mo catch a hoe right by her toe
If she holler don't let go make that hoe

A yo Ché Kingdom pissin on your omen

no me pida nombres

you dont  wanna see us in la calle thats a no win



Kingdom Kome

Got the rap game sown in

Hate the game, don't hate the player, my heart is mad cold you should put on some layers, my gang run on you better sight you some prayers, got bitches

listened to Migos
Tried Savin the game
But I can't be a hero

You can travel cross
The country but can't
Change your mind state
Out of place
Setting brackets

it gruesome
Rather say peace, King Depth, gon' get some income
Cause I get to the bread, I hustle, baby
Raised by the Southside G's, cause we the A's

pussy then he's really getting fucked
Ousted out the game for a foul that's flagrant
Crashed into an uninsured insurance agent
He tried to explain

the cold
But I'm cover with the moncler coat
Yo a h*e
So ain't f**k with you at all
Ride with real ones on the road
No goofy n** in my squad
Hang with ones

I know what's up, you know what's up
We know what's up, so what's more to know
Shoulder to cry on, turned shoulder cold
Numbing myself til I can't no

by the door
But baby I know it's alright, you need some time I know
You left me with this smile that tells me that you want some more
It's like a game

the bag, 22 can't get

these racks, calibrate all of the facts, collaborate for the traction, shocked by the reaction
Ice cold on the track, you don't wanna

then, I was broke, but I get money by the load now
See me goin' up, so now they tryna be my bros now
I ain't tryna kick it, boy, that door already closed