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Waking up to these snares and high hats
How I disperse the verse it'll blow ya mind back ya mac
And the only task is to get it fast
I hit the ground

room, hearing the tunes of Tupac,
Bone and Biggy be blaring from my puny boombox
From the Crossroads, to Juicy, to Life Goes On,
I used to rock

every single man on my team is winnin'
We sittin' in your trees reachin' up to the sky singin'
(La la la la la la la la la la la)
Yo, hey yo, we rock illa

Finish that shit by fucking yo bitch

What is you doing i'm finna get rich
Run to the blue like Lilo & Stitch
Don't judge me cause you seen me with

on an island, something like Gilligan
Going for the broke, always told to break a ligament
People by my side I don’t see none of these
Wear my heart on my sleeve,

enemy
There's no risk if you don't try anything
So I'ma just get by in everything
See you in the next life, hope to be a better me
I don't think that

love
They want fun
Fuck ah
So tell me if you're with it
We can rock the bed in my crib we can kick it
Girl I've been livin' your story like it's written

constellation
If you hangin' by a thread
Hold these lines for survival
My legacy the seed ascending
This is our arrival

88 and beyond, 88 and beyond, 88

focus on my purpose believe me I been tapped in 
I’m motivated by the hatred 
You can take the same path and you still wouldn’t make it 
My path of divine

part
Careless-for the juicing up I gave them all the sippie cups
Partin me from being me
Should take it back to loose leaf
Back to Kool and la rock

T
Scheine stecken in den Jeans
Dessen Inhalt meistens empty is'
So top motiviert
Bin auf dem Grind so wie Tony zum Rock (huh)
Rapper sind feige
Bei Stress

shot by a savage nigga
I went from hungry to having, nigga
Ain't no Houdini no magic, nigga
All that I know is we spazzin', nigga
We spazzin', yah

Yeah,

Somebody wake Mike from the dead
And tell that nigga I just written a verse
Play this by his grave and
I've bet he returns
Have a nigga moonwalking
Going

Take a bitch, bust her down
Hit the block like Patrick Ewing
Big rocks, shave 'em down to pebbles
Now my scaley jumpin'
Hard top, driving a lil' reckless

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah labb, Labb, Labb
How I sound? That's cool?
Studpid niggas want to talk 'bout
Whatever, whatever he ain't rapping no more

fakes manning the tanks you know I'm Peyton
I spent too many nights sipping Kool-Aid I won't be
Chasing
Wrist popping still I ain't no Gerald Clayton...I

you ninety nine
Reasons to hate me lil nigga
No Jay Z my nigga but I rock a fella
Ever disrespect my fellas I
Make it rain shots
So you gon need

time that I fell
Life looks so different
Once you been through hell
Got me feeling like Zack
From Saved By the Bell yeah
You got me feeling like the cool

dollar bills, it's giving "uh-uh"
Girl you bad and I mean you so bad
But on god, you're dumb as a box of rocks
Sometimes I want to stop or get caught by

your bitch hot, cause all her lips locked
Sizzle in your ears when I rap, yeah pop rocks
Cool off of shorty, swear to god I don't need the box
Asking

niggas still living in they high school days, you should be worrying about catching up, knowing where every enemy streets at is cool but you need to learn

her than she outta mind
Electrifying, I'm tryna shock the world, by spitting power lines
Snakes in ya circle I see it all around
You become numb to shit

his waist what’s on his neck is a snake 
He do not ask he just take
We stack them racks everyday 
We stick together like tape
Big house by the lake

we've got that stained steel
And every single day bro I've been grinding shit
Pride is hit, dancing with the devil, fuck I'm kinda lit
All this liquor