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goddamn Homie check the style I got this album coming out soon October 21st be the first to rip the verse I never spit this curse But I curse, on a verse,
let bygone be bygone But a all a we money you use to by gun Uhnuh get the planes and from the war guns Promise we plenty but we nuh get none Flinging
I lost my first record deal in ten months Blinded by the light from Let's run to redrum Now I see it twenty twenty Like Dateline, you can't rush in
to Cause life ain't in order, I'm like How many words do I write or How many times do I write to a song or How many songs do I put to An album for you to see
Coming up in the game Ain't never be the same Fuck a album, drop the tape Now they know your name Ain't no need to sign a deal Just to get the fame
drop, album You rap 'bout guns but Got caught without one You tried to run up on me Keep a gun up on me Nigga you know the outcome Took bands, I gotta
before it fell out Doing shit that rappers'll never do You know I'm on that So why don't I start by telling You what was in my contract? Make the type
I could tell by your dress code you extra hoe I guess the rap game's 'bout Who flex the most All these funny niggas with cloudy Jewelry at these
the past Say we kick it off and try to run it back Thinking she rushing the way I have her running back Nah, I'm just thinking too much I'm probably tripping
Inside my drawer, there was an old photo album with myself all tanned up. Pulling an all nighter, saying ”going to bed is a waste of time” At no
Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese Being a boss come with small fees It ain't a crime unless the law sees I got hating niggas that
made it Makin’ a check Off of an album That I had released in 2010 Whippin’ a vet Cross me once I pull up you never gon’ see me again Shooting direct,
Yeah Worked so hard on caterpillar but the bitch never came out huh No more wasting time on dope bars every time I drop a new album That was
amounts, Still smoking by the ounce. Still fuck with Dre, I’m gettin head right outside his house. 2020 vision, angel on the grill. Juiced up to Pac like
but big like Ben Johnson I'm the black Charles Bronson death wish death wish death wish I run a dead pool you're number one on my list so step aside
the streets, new album, dope beats Y'all still keep hatin, hatin, hatin I love when you hate When you hate you hate on me for Being rap's juggernaut run
I grime daily My lyric book's my baby The crowd say I'm lazy Man say they run this ting But ain't done grime lately Not for a while I grime
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them Last two albums, for real, dick riders [Hook - 2x] All you hoes, talking down Guard your grill, keep moving around
should really run this show You should be the guy who owns baseball And all you really gotta do Is help us make a buck or two We'll bet
[Chorus] Runaway, run for your life he's returned... [Carlos Coy] I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back Still, my whole albums sell like
asleep You know you're ghetto when you think you represent But them niggas on your block ain't spendin' a red cent And tryin' to buy your album (nigga
RBL And the siccer I come, the more they run I'm in a rage, off that indo and cocaine You got my fade nigga that was my chewy Fuck ya crew cause ya crew
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