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In the little things
Keep on moving inch by inch
What are you looking for
Is right in front of of you
So just open the door

Oh, oh my feet are moving

Mama, EZ makin' raps again
Lash some, the last one was a sick story When the guns get drawn, that's a bloody story
Claim to be my three, but lil'

Ooh, baby Baby, baby, baby, baby
Yeah, look Whippin', whippin', don't stick it
Drop ice, then shift it Razor blade kiss it, set
Freeze down, put your

three
Bitch, what
How the fuck is you gon' kiss me after you just suck my dick
How the fuck is you gon' miss me after you just hit the house

I don't

me to find me

Sure I got tired by the walls that I hit
But there was a door at the end of the maze
Sure there were regrets and sacrifices 
But

wanna Hop, In a new lam, I been a ghost
I couldn't fuck with a hoe, cuz she doin' the most

Casper and Hattie, lil' niggas turnin' a ghost
Two to three

Needles Remix
(Radio Remix) 

Dr. Dia
We the change we been waiting for
Won't be ignored 
They told us to chill we kicked in the front door 
Warriors

She wanna chill
She wanna vibe
With the winning team
I told her
Come and bust it open
For the winning team
I got it popping by the pound
Bitch I got

roof what the fuck is a back door
Send that bitch up anyway
Did i mention no more feelings no more favors
Middle fingers be wishing i had 3 of em i aint

carefully please
Check, check, check, check

One-two-three-four
Bitch I'm knocking down your door like
Five-six-seven-eight
Caught you plottin' up on my

Ayy (it's Hokatiwi)

Grindin' like I'm Rob Dyrdek, this shit ridiculous
When you play that back door, you cannot be conspicuous
Only time I match

Verse 1:
So don't hate, congratulate
I'm steady knocking down doors straight, from the gate
Why these suckas love to hate on the style that I take

good at this rapping shit
Yall can't tell me that I ain't good at this rapping shit
Bitch rubbin on my stone like I was a genie
Gave her three wishes all

a King thinking twice, wanna catch her by herself to ask her what's the price, I got the weed, blunts, and drinks - plus the  Presidential, do you got

know what was still to come

They said their "I do's," and we got in a line
I grabbed me a plate and something smelled real fine
I walk down the aisle

Round 3, Round 4
Dick was hard when I came through the door
Got me calling him Oliver Twist
Please Sir I want some more
Give me some of them throat babies

ain't slick
Now, this is how they go
Kick him out the door
You need to kick him hard to check

Before he really work that nose
And this a strip city
We

these wars and rumors of wars
We let hate in and opened the doors
Give birth to peace
Who gon cut the umbilical cord
Fight to be free
Why the fuck are you

I'm above y'all
We are not equal
Can tell by the whip
I'm made and paid
Leaning like a Mj fade away
Throw money out the top
Car lost the brain car lost

boy
And the fall down mean you fall off through the fall out boy
Watch us go from boys to men
Show you my evolution had the voice within
I just wish

Two
One two
One two three
Go
Jump
I'm here today
And gone tomorrow
Jump
Everybody come on
Jump
Time and space
Running in place
Jump
Won't erase

Jump in

love me but nah it depends
Was down now I'm rockin' Amire on my pants
You said that you love me it don't make no sense
You call me til' the morning

fucked
I'd be more surprised if a nigga caught
Me down to let me up
Aye close that back door nigga
Better keep it shut
Suppressor on my shit's so niggas

the curtain call
For y’all souls getting worried
‘bout your contour
Oh Lord it’s a long way from God’s door
Jacob got a ladder and he
Watching out for my boys?