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time to bone
Overtiming I need a clone 
Ima king I sit on the throne
She a queen so we get along
No james but we gotta bond
Girl you feel so good in my

Treated as a pawn disposable by the king wit his finger always on the trigger
Despise in my heart disgust for the household
That's when I seen a light start

entranced, by you
With the way you wind it up, we gone need to line it up
Body on you
Put yo
Body on me
I’ll put my
Body on you
Just put yo
Body on me
I’ll put

and made it my day to day
Now the family tree up to me
And we evergreen andele
Let’s keep it a buck
Gold shouldn’t rust
The chest piece is rosy and plush

see ain't showing me no range
Up to me getting bodied by a no name
Putting y'all on notice
Got so many bars and we fully loaded
Undefeated don't lose

this shit for ones who feel the same as me
Who maneuver through this game and always keep it p
If they stand in your way, then it's by any means
Keep

Feel like Diddy but my bars way better 
You ain't kin ain't no point in no personal chatter 
Help my brothers up the ladder, so we all can eat 
So

do 
Need you 
I can show you all the finer things 
Make us royal cause we're kings and queens 
We can always reach our highest dreams 
And we'll get

I'm a legend in the making 
So I never good bye
Sometimes I ask myself
Lookin deep, What is the purpose 
Cause people dying everyday
The world is now

low
Goddamn, here we go again
All this time I had the money in my hand 
All this wealth, got all this help, but 
Deep in my mind, no I don't give a damn

killing every song
I feel like Genghis Kahn, I'm the king
Ya'll are rookies, matter of fact you're just a pawn
Y'all move one step at a time, I'm moving

ricochet, ricochet, ricochet, ricochet 
Ricochet, ricochet, ricochet 

How can you call yourself a King and wear the crown wrong
Rappers hunting season we

I play chess not checkers
These Jordan's not sketches
My bars be Lectures
Teach ya how ta make extras
Stacking blocks since tetris
Moving bows by

way for the king
Chop Chop! Go and do His bidding
Chop Chop! More passion if you could
Chop Chop! It's for your own good

Woah! That guy right there

away
You built this empty home
I hope you love your life
And I hope you love that throne
Just know we still see the bones
They cant be hidden by gold

good unless I'm filled by God
Feeling odd but this ain't hobby or job
It's lifestyle this is why I write now
Never put a mic down fight for my crown
Been

and Jager I'm floating
Good gas in the air for them days we couldn't float
Now we be flooded need it by the boat
Run up get dunked in my Motherfucking moat

but I think you're heaven sent
I know that we cant take back time that we have spent
Been broken but I feel like now I'm good let's try again
Still

Sipping your chardonnay

I'm sipping my brew

Me nah guh mek yuh blue

Why won't you skip to my Lou

Just like a king needs a queen by his side

To partner

sayin is y'all are frauds and I truly murder shit
Check the forensics
And did I forget dimension
All my friends are sick
And we haven't haven't found

tongue make a good girl go bad quick
They can tell by the way that I walk my walk
That a boy been match fit
Hit that pitch then whip up the hat trick,

My dawgs having problems imma spend the block with em
Mh We go send the ops wit em
Bullets farfetch like it's shopping for his off white nigga
Yeah I

bangers bitch I'm talking hits
Lil bitty bitches aint never gone hold me
Thats for whoever gone hate on the homie
I could do good or do bad by my lonely
If

The only thing kept me alive
She made me feel good when they left me to die
I might write your name on a banner tie it to a plane and do tricks in the sky
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