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256mph on Saint Ave

by Young Tee & MC Sosah

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I'ma need y'all to pardon me Sosah coming off a leash I'm an apparent anomaly Still can't get the hood out of me Young tee and the boy got the keys All that we knocking is poverty Fat checks in the pocket Blue checks on their ass Nike prolly sponsor me Still "Zen" I got no temper I'm going all out, more effort All out, no pressure It's rough seas so the flows extra No pressure And I burn out processors Fuck your handshake, no gestures High class I'm professor No lesser Money moves but I can't dance I don't party but somehow I still end up where the cake at Got a Barbie and she'll drop everything if a nigga say that Niggas putting up fake stats Whole lotta crap they spat I'm Apex Face facts Rap game going maday And y'all rap niggas turned fake Aka turned in his grave, damn HHP prolly side eyed when he started hearing that faith raps Gotta find a fix ASAP Bout to drop niggas face flat Shine bright as a quasar Mind fast as a race car I ain't going if it ain't far Can't still be under the radar Last mixtape set the bar so you it's some standards I can't drop Treating beats like a bitch would nigga I don't want it if ain't hard I won't spit it if ain't godly But all facts, Imma say 'em harshly The real niggas been patient for some heavy bars, guess the wait/weight is on me I'm too broke for a break now But I'm too strong for a breakdown Asked God what a nigga gotta do for a penthouse in Cape Town And he replied and I got the answer Said put the bullshit on hold like you wanted ransom And that's facts so I gotta rant son Lean in my body but I never lean on nobody for nothin I'm makin it known She got a body like Cardi and she got a body like Riri I fuck on 'em both Who going harder than me and my niggas? I promise it's no one, I took me an oath I'm making sure that they staying afloat So if I gotta I'm netting the boat Pussy niggas in my business, nosy I'm with your bitch we cozy Tunnel vision I see what they don't see Know it's a buck with the broski Sosah been silent I'm keeping it low-key Flipping the bird at the Police She was just sending the purple emoji Now she getting no sleep 3 blunts got her talking dumb 3 blunts got me on tea time spitting rapid like army guns Niggas talking static they outta funds I don't talk back Bback chat, less talk check, no chitty chat Respect gone you won't get it back Fuck puttin' up a silly act You know I'm headed where a milli at I don't talk nice but I'm really that, nigga god damn

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