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thankful for the frienship and I hope its never ending
Oh man, you and I go way back
But I wonder if were honest
Is it all just an act
Sometimes you really

Rather Get Money

New Gen

New Gen

2017

shellers
In my adidas creps
Don't talk on my Stan Smiths, stamp on a man's Margielas
Man, go stand in the back if you're jealous
Got a mosh pit looking

Win forever, this your viscous rem cycle
Ain’t differential, it’s a trend, ain’t
Criminal, incremental, incidental? that’s a
Different question, shots

shit on tape
Make sure we edit out the face
I ain’t trying catch another case
I disappear don’t leave a trace
Ya momma pray like pastor mase
Now I’m back

High stakes, hold'em, I chippin' the bank
Green fangs, hand'll go win with a pair
REM Stage, hop in a Mulsanne
Drop off that goo, thanks
Screw tape, do

Mornors in the lobby and they all there
Surrounded by the flowers and they all sad
Consumed by the stench that's embedded in the fabric
Embedded in their

me up She givin' me cash, she givin' me mouth
Talkin' that shit, I edit bitch out Never catch me dancin' for clout

Back in Caymus, never no trout Hate

Yeah
What we doing today
I'm just the
Author of a flow so poetic
It could probably go gold with no edits
But I set a goal to go get it
Motivated by

respond like nigga if you scared go to church
Everything I spit is ether
Body the beat like the reaper
After that roll up the reefa
Don’t need no backup I’m

worthy

Come harder when I bust back
Ayy baddie you know where the buzz at? Bust that
Legit, come sit in the whip, don't trip, let's zip, girl throw away

Trade a clip of (NO!) for a pack of (Ye!)
Send it out make it back today
Tracker on the whip get him slapped today
(Go get em go get em go get em go get

Pharcyde

The Pharcyde

Labcabincalifornia

1995

Copper-Filled 
Pockets, never net a man 
Who don't hate it 
So let it be stated 
Niggas couldn't fade it with an 
Edit
And Xerox M.C.'s 
Are pathetic, they

a narcissist deep down I know why hoe
But don't share that shit too much want to go viral, hmm
I made a lot of mistakes, mistakes
I hanged around with some

the Range, don't fuck with the Benz
Makeup on point, everything blend
I'm good by myself, I don't need me no friends (fuck y'all)
They gon' be rappin' this

the good die young I wonder If the time is close/
Teach the holy lecture nigga but I don’t like to boast/
Just call me professor nigga go head and write ya

what this represented uh
I can’t let it go
Grab the gold
While the old try to hold me back
I don’t mean to gloat
But I’ve always been the goat
The hate

to go to school, when dad leaves I just sneak-by
And stay home just so I can be alone
Kate calls, Snowy too, I don't answer the phone
My brother's in

things stay good, can't you tell
On my break you went and made a group, farewell
Don't you see all traitors go to hell
Vlogger Bros wasn't enough for you,

dead it
Yeah my life is like a movie that I don’t get to edit
Look I gotta thank my Mama for believing in me 
Seeing you smile allows the fire to keep

mind will break (Pedal back)
Soon to be swerving down lanes (Catch a Cadillac)
I'm a lion don't fuck up my mane (We gon settle that)
I hit pause on shit,

The process take it back like Geronimo Pratt
Practitioners individuals even privileged
Coming together by any means with 
Plenty green to boycott policies that

Making sure that all my mistakes I don't repeat
Like I mind my own business and I don't give a shit
I say what's on my mind I don't have time to edit
Got

changed my mind to a different direction
I go by myself I Don't need no protection
I know ima demon i see the reflection
I wanna FaceTime but don't see ah

Everybody take your seats and get ready
Whoopings being handed out one by one
You in the back first
Next time y'all act up, it's no mercy and I mean