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real with it wanted a deal
Got it but couldn't deal with it
I want me and my whole
Homeboys to still kick it
I wish they saw me as Mouse
And not a meal

a dangerous fashion
Them boxes came to my crib with my name on a package
Mama, I made it, rose petals and gold Chevelles
Ask the team, we all cop gold bezels

Yeah, we back on some shit, got in the damn streets, huh
She only got two fingers, gave me the peace, huh
Said it's me, I can't fuck with her, stop

Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place

Flashback

like whoa
Mírame papo, the minute I flow they like míralo míralo
Speedy Gonzalez aquí y nobody compete with him, dímelo
Sí o no, people know I am the one

all them faces when they see I made it
I cannot wait to
Show them who I am
And they been sleep for a long time
The stick came with bark, but I take it

to deceiving the pound[01:19.01]Pour so I mix with the sound[01:20.60]Pour so I feel what I am[01:22.33]Pour so I mirror what I was[01:23.95]Pour, pour,

or end up missin'
Nobody know your whereabouts
Air 'em out, I head to DC eatin' carryout
Thuggin' with some niggas outside
Of Wayne Perry house i did that

Rather you tie my noose with Jordan's shoelaces
Your skin color was never packaged as a price tag
My President is black
Yet i'm still irrelevant

stir a rapper with the roux / then place em on a plate and play a tune or two / With life having so many pleasant distractions I still Get down

you know I'm the boss
7 am yeah you know we on go
That's that big drip yeah
You know we on the way
My nigga been grinding
Since 10 by the way
Bro you

It's 3 o'clock in the morning
Close my eyes but I still ain't sleeping
Aye, a couple shots with this club soda
If you don't get out of the way you'll

but ain’t shit changed doc
Cuz I still a pull yo bitch with this slick game pop
You can probably ride by and catch me at the train stop
Bus stop

was me? (Me)
Been gettin' titles since a teen 
Granted to pree and bitch I'm still here
Standin' like a Pando tree, bitch, I am OP

I ain't got no

Hahaha aye aye aye it's Og Loc homie and
Imma kick it a little something like this

The style that I spit with you
Ain’t lit kid you a
Shit prick

I'll take all that you can give

(Verse 1)

Heaven sent
Yet by my side
Do I deserve you 
Girl I might have to send you back 
Innocent, With a killer

she is a bad mom
I'm still ticking the clock, now he's on
I am a cracker with salt (yeah)
You can come play if you want
It is a war at the jump
Spray in

didn't think God had chose
Me to use what I've wrote
To heal the world and become a light
For people stuck on their own
But here I am with this chance
That

why am I still stupid.
With this big nose I could still challenge Cupid.
I guess this trauma is really deep rooted.
It doesn't seem fair that I'm still

on
The disguise flows mellow with my zoo sense strong
I am too tense dog
Pop a few stems
New cleanse
Stabbin Mike Pence with a few gemstones
But only metaphorically

cross her A**cheeks
N*ggas aint hardly me
Y'all still sip Bacardi b
I walk around with Barbie's b
Y'all more like Cardi b (Okuuuurrrr)
Ball hard like

perry
Gun under pillow like I'm beefin' with my tooth fairy
Knowin' I'm too prolific for an earlier bury
Stand for somethin' so big, your back couldn't

RECONNAISSANTE
This ain't no dream
This is me, this is who I am
This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America

with
Bitch, do I look like a teddy bear? (Hell nah)
I know it's a heater at that store by your crib
It's 2 am, and my other little vibe tryna keep me in