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known as a thug and thief
So anyone with beef
I gotta slug to sleep
Peep, I'm not no nigga
Figure he can come up
By getting a job so I mob
Not
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page

Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
your imaginary mob is gone

Would you still speak from your lips
Like you do from your fingertips 

V3
I don't care what you're thinking of me
cnd you
to me
With the same old game though
Tryin' to play me out like Nintendo
How the fuck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' motherfuckers like
I'm pulling strings, it's a violin
I'm sipping lean, I'm high again
Do what I do, make her blow like a flute
How 'bout I knock at your door with
play the cowboy to rustle in the dough 
So the scenery is healthy where her eyes lay 
I am an early bird but the feathers are black 
So the apples
wrists
Just so I could go play your bitch
Uh yuh
Stroll up into all the parties
With my brand new fucking car keys
Beamer driver with the army
Army
Girl
[Scarface]
It's like this, y'all niggaz been invadin my turf
Ignore examples I've set while ya play the dirt
It's only one thing to do now,
things
Talent you have naturally
Skill, is only developed by hours and hours and hours of beating on your craft

I've been killing microphones, killing
things talent you
Have naturally skill is only developed
By hours and hours and hours
Of beating on your craft

I've been killing microphones
Killing
bitches who clippin' your dick off
I'm a boss champagne with the steak
Pink rose jay sittin' ace by tha case
Brisco line to young nigga what it do
He
I just don't get it, that's our only difference
The shots I seen don't come on Insta', come in five by sixes (FOREVEROLLING)
You been a bitch but
jokes If I'm not pleased by myself I'm not pleased by you, ok move
I got standards baby but I'm standard too, she confused
Go play your games go play my
blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to play in this?
A lot are dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with it
play der
Finna swing my hand thats left right jab in your face don't play here (twat)
Did that shit then skeet
Out of the scene man I ain't gonna lay
Play the coochie like an instrument, this the coochie flute
Hold on

Hit her butt ass naked in my Timbs, these my coochie boots (ha)
I could tell you
I love to mob fuck spending money on louis bags
I invest flipping packs love to double cash
Play it smart while playing hard and writing raps
I'm
ol' nasty shit
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
Tell your girls we gonna be
be tryin' be your friend
Okay, this a lame-ass beat
Walk up on your bitch
My dick eight feet deep
Why he talking out his lip?
He know ain't shit sweet
Don't mess up my day or there's gonna be half a fight
I'm hopin' this the new wave
I don't play games like 2K
New sound for me a new way
I get back like
Deep water round here
We swimming with alligators
It's a gamble with your life if you playing a dice shaker yeah
From the bay by the lighthouse
Froze
the sensi
I'm a real rude boy tell me what you can't see
M.O.B. is how I'm livin up your girl fancy

Once again yeah g style freestyle let me out
Loud, this
by your hand
You the realest, I'm just sayin', hotter than the Himalayas
I'ma take you to Japan, baby, let's go make that plan

Fuck that other dude,
childish, but this is America
I’m not impressed by followers cause half of it is foolishness
I look around the internet and most of y’all is ludicrous
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