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But listen
I wanna shouts out to god
Shouts out to the fam
Shouts out to that uh
Fuck I don't know his name
He makes the beats or whatever
You know what

come out my element
Ain't talk to God in a minute
I get in the booth treat the beat like my testament
Adrenaline rushing
Pull up all you hear is

Bnekeo
Speak peace God 'cause he would know
Make music 'cause Jesus knows that I need these flows
You can see the growth
Even though, he's below the radar

Can't nobody slow me down or stop this fuckin motion
Fly to MIA just to eat pizza by the ocean
Yeah, roll a fat back and kick back
Check the drip know I'm

a playground legend
Ugh, that nigga Freddie Gibbs
Doin' boys ugly illest in the cheese
Other rappers can't touch me
You thinkin' otherwise
Go against some other

came up
Approach me
With your body
Apple of my eye
Could rage war with god
I put my gun up to the sky
When I had it hard
She was right there by my side

Wavy
This beat by HB
You did the damn thing on this one
My nigg
Yafeelme
Listen
Get some pasta from Piada
Spaghetti noodles, pesto, and avocados
It's

I can do is to tell you
If you fuck with the crew
Then you prolly getting a beat down
So I will advise to keep your eyes on the prize
And count

sharp wako kasi
It ain't just words I'm engraving autopsies
Trust I'm thee Acme that nobody tops
I am a Don and I say that on God
Like rain after drought,

and I flaunt em
He got ghosts and they haunt em
I pray to my God for some peace
Jesus give me a release
If I cry on the beat will they just stare at me

nobody who don't fuck with the Vision 

I see them put in  work to discredit me 
U Never  rise by bringing others down, reality 
Can't give you

Built this song like a physique
I can spit on every beat its gon be heat
Boy you weak
You gon listen to me every time I speak
Boy sit down sit down oh
Im

a special lady
And I flunked my A's
My laptop broke
I can barely make a song or a beat
Mom says I should go back and repeat
I had a fight with grandma and now

they feminized
And say they busting frees over a beat lyrics is memorized
I was on the streets off 99 is where I met her by
Girl you can't be my boo even

Now my circle is so small nobody know me
I got support from my family just to keep me going
The past, the past, you can't ponder on that shit knowing

my hands on ya queen you can see by the Prints
Yeah I'm Riding with the shooter u can't see cause the tints
In the Bronx with the gunners wait, RIP

can stop The Original Man
My citadel is forever in a gold rush
In came from something greater. In God I trust
My foundation's immaculation don't contain

the same
It's funny, Only God Can Judge Me like Pac explained
I tried to be the hero but forgot the cape
I'm Megatron more than Optimus Prime
Decepticon,

he alone and he cryin
I'm talkin', I prayin' to God, that you clear my mind
Knowin I'm stuck on the moon, no one can figure me out
Listen to every

time
I'm knowing they gon' fold

When I'm in my thoughts, I go through that phase by myself
I don't need nobody
When there's pressure, they all gon' melt

mode, Got damn
I'm in mode, got damn
I'm in mode
Yeah

Prophecy what I can see
One of the best what imma be
Ain't nobody stopping me
Kill obstacles they

practice daily
By the grace of god, I'll be the same when I'm eighty
It's the O.A.P with cheddar in his pipe again
Set alight the mic and then pass it to my

on a bitch again
You fat and white like Michelin
The pen game immaculate
Got a crib by Calabasas shit
Bitch can't see me with a sonar
Fucking all these birds,

Niggas want my sauce, they want my flavor
I must be a god by the way that they praise me
Part of the squad, and that's why you hatin
You been a fraud, you