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But you know Saint war paint C4 paste
It's a wild life I just need to own the whole lake
Just copped a bigger house, but I need more space
When

She stay by my side
On the 101 doing 85
Speaking 85 I miss low low
Wish I had it for my cover photo
Back when they call me Joey Joe
Figuring out life

got weight
Nobody in my lane
All gas never braaakes
Till I getting paid
Butler and a maid
Like the Quarter Manes
World gonna kno my name
Takin fortune

for a blood bath
Front row seats to die for
This ain't a GWAR show
But it's about to get Mark Messier up in here

On your deathbed, confess to joe rogan

down and then clowns get jacked
A hoedown, an average Joe about to go down
Connect verb exceptional, new adjectives to old nouns
You can't be mad

to profiting
There's a multitude that applies
Like am I Travolta in face-off
Am I being caged in by a look alike
Am I spy v spy
Do I make problems for my other

got that lava spit I call it hot flow/
Katie Tropp and Penns , even got Joe, that’s some firework, but it is not fourth, hotter than July we on the top

silence me I know
Been in this game so long but i camouflaged feeling like G G G I Joe
General 5 step head a you flow so sick on stick I spit that staccato

The next hokage
Have you heart about me
Call me datwonkey
Or Mrs. Uzamaki
Playin with me it gon end up real sloppy
Joe baby please
I'm on fire degrees
My

Tuesday
Rap like soufflé
5 star every position
Like I'm coach K
Ask the Z
My name ain't the only thing that hold weight
Lately been feeling out of place

Blessed by a queen so
Fucking with a real live king joe
Came in the world with the green on
Too legit for the scene bro Yea Yea
Know what I'm made

selfish you that's my recipe
To be a better me, live by my own tempo
I'm investing cash you would have spent on a stone bezel
Inner drive as a Porsche

breathing, exceeding, reaching new heights as we speaking, yeah
Happy Joe, happy me, party like it's 2018, the weight on our shoulders, we are soldiers
We'll

to wake em up

I got myself up out the gutta and I made a promise I ain't never going back
Surrounded by a couple real niggas who was down to ride so we

down without a fight refuse to let 'em take away all my stripes
With mixed emotions I need my mama right by my side
And if I'm in trouble I know shorty

me much anymore

Started off in the backwoods, seen my name up in lights
I sound just fine by myself, but you should hear me electrified 
Some people

wasn’t true
Sometimes we learn the hard way in the truth 
Now you being judge by niggas that wan be like you 
Uhhhh  yeah 
These are the lessons I learnt

plug
And he got more than 10 9 times out of 10
We are not gonna buy it (Give me that)
Take that shit bring it to the hood
They get rid of weight like

Kicking ass
And taking names is what I do
Roll solo independent by myself
Don't need a crew
Getting too old for games Schemes or weak shit
Always

trap cane
...push so much weight, i suffer from back strains
Call me by my attribute, i 'ont have names
Once, i aint had no loot, but now dat changed

your time with blues on some Wu shit
Sometimes I do 'em in the city for the two-six
Glock 23, extended twenty-two clip
Big money, heavy weight, skinny

From the West side of Chi by the Lords and the Souls
Politicians trying to hit a lick on the folks
Old heads smoking up crack and the
Popsicle pimps

it live
It's hard considering all we have to face
In the fast pace culture divided
By class and race
Reality checks are like a slap in the face
And got

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