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Walk up all in this *****
Like"who the **** is you"
Energy I'm on got the
Fakes feeling uncomfortable
Got the real ones screamin' out
"yeah we **** wit you"
The Golden Goose
How's it feel when everybody's
Duckin' you?
Try'n take your spot?
***** I been off top
This JFK headshots
Like snipers and red dots
For rappers its bare time
Bosses like fair time
Everything fare time
No cheese and no red wine
Ayo lil ***** thought I tried
To go and warn you
That your little plans ain't
Ever gonna pull through
Thought you were the one
***** please that is not you
Back to flippin' switches
Like Nosferatu
Finna go TBE like TEB
Make my way to BET
So you can see me free
Put you on that frequency
Make you go"dee dee dee"
You need P-E-D's
To peep my steeze
Watch me run and peep my cleates
PH you know deathcomes in three's
Kill it till you cease to be
Blood is always on my leaves
You can check my yard
So much B-D-E
Its gone make you insecure
Leave your self-esteem destroyed
Puttin' points up on the board
Homie this a renaissance
You better off not to get involved
Something in the force of motion
Newton's second law
You shoulda never even left the pond
Thought you were winnin' now
You swimmin' wit a Megalodon
Barely even treadin' water
If it's a problem
Ain't a problem shoulda never started
It don't make a difference
We be comin' for the head regardless
Down for the count need the crown
***** I'm Jerry Lawler
You big cappin' like you chiffon' at a
Benihana
The way they talk you woulda
Thought it was a power struggle
Left the sweat and tears behind here
I find I'm out for blood
You couldn't tell me nothin
I was tryna figure out the hustle
Till' the balance in my bank account
Look like the routing number
Knock me down
Bury Me Under
Big pipes sounding
Like thunder
Now you ****ed up
(So hungry)
****ed up
(So hungry)
Get between me and my bread
It's been a long time
Comin' from the bottom
Of the barrel like the chamber
I'm a game changer in a room
Full of aces
Y'all some stay the sames
Promises of broken false faith
In your saving grace
Whole fam comin' for the trip
Like I'm Damon Wayans
Daydreaming of Venetian beaches
Shut your mouth and know your role
Never broke a sweat and too
Swole for cortisol
Hats off swinging' for the fences
Bartolo Cologn
Aww naw
Caught dead in the metropolis
No features if its posthumous
Middle fingers to the operatives
Couldn't be me if you wanted to, nah
Kickin' wit TEN$TRIP
The chicken get breaded
Yeah that's easy money
This **** manifested
Like all the things
That you been dreamin' of
Heavy handed slugger
On the low like Ichiro
I'm speaking from the heart
I never trusted those
Who speak in tongues
6 feet ain't come close
To how deep you, son
You walkin dead
We teach to grow
Two faces on One coin
To each their own