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So here we are
Wicked escapades and hot mischief
To take away
From the monotony
Of the everyday grind

So we say
    
Welcome to the casualty ward

You cannot fit on my schedule 
I fucked that girl and I cream pie 
Like Marie Calendar 

Making no big switch up
Oh that's gas my nigga no hiccup

Cause

never heard of me
But don't get it twisted
Cause I still murder rappers verbally
If you don't know by now homie I'm next up
The goal on the field is

to do the right thing coming up
But everybody makes mistakes
I was raised by the opposite of fake
Learned how to avoid snakes
Stay off the hot shit
So u

ain't easy, there are many twists and sharp turns
But fuck the prices, my soul ain't something to bargain (Hold up)

And fuck a hunnid, times that by

yeah
Back on the grind every night and day
They come back and they try to bite on our wave
Ain't no fake deal cuz we staying real
Everyday killin it

Yea I just thank God
I'm thankful for every second and learned lesson I count my blessings
Strong faith plus I use this big 40 for protection 
Knocking

little shawty throwing fits
I got big guap, you can tell from a distance
Pockets poking out, yo shit looking kind of slim
Every where I go, them cameras

mind then I recline
Ha keep em coming like I'm big chief
Ya hear my name cuff your broad when I'm in heat
It's Tupac when we ride on our enemies

doing by myself
Sorry niqqa i don't need no help
I got my main
She so educated
She give everything
Than i really need
Pocket so big
I paid my bills
I got

speak when you on our strip 
Shawty back it up like beep beep beep 
4 I slap it up make her eat eat eat 
I can't ever let my daughter see me weep 
Put em

wish em
I just came back from all the hell I been through 
Big homie in the street serving like drive through
Ima get by any means cause was taught

with no patience
Raised by pop culture
Fostered into underground
It was easy writing lyrics couldn’t find a sound
I can’t imagine when it’s all over

the way that I used to be
Friends passing with the time so the circle feel incomplete
Remember I used to grind in the same fit for some weeks
Cuz all we big

the cops to keep 'em blind
So we can grind with peace of mind
Turn the key and shine without being dimed
Time to expand, New York to Chicago, Colorado

think you cute
Like damn it's really cool
You be rocking them jeans
How you so damn clean
Like you on a big screen
And your hairs perfect
Working, getting

’06, born a Gemini
‘Bout to make it big before the day I die
About to catch a real MC’s eye
These beats are banging lo-fi, Kokai
Real rhymes, real

Dwelling in the past I been
Missing you lately
Surrounded by some ass
Can't none of these bitches faze me
They say true love is blind
Even I'm,

but we actin out on our plans bitch
Since a lil pup i been savage
No need a hand out ill go it
You envy yo dog yous a snake bitch
You show em some love

at the age of 15 and 16
Had a big mouth chomping at the bits for the cream
Heavy with the music we had our own team
Battling Mcz I got some to people

to much
You said that you by my side
But you telling lies
Our connection gon stretch to nothing
Ima feel like the snow
When I get all this ice on me
I gotta

a tin of Eclipse mints
The misfit, never much liked by bitches
Teachers knew that i'd make the riches
Think different to the other big kids
Hating on us,

name Rayvo
No debate tho you see I'm out on the grind
When the last time you heard somebody press my line
When I was young I fell in love with

fye (Damn)
Yes I'm do this 'till I die
Counting all these fucking blue strips until I die
When I blow up, they say it took them by surprise
I opened up