THE RAPS, Pt. 1

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Hey, don't let em get it twisted though, I'm nice with the raps
Can I, can I, can I kick it
Yes, you can
Ha
Look, I came in like checks to collect, I earned respect
Reppin' double deuce on my neck, that's till the death and my last breath
gon' be worth more than my ex-bitch is
Xbox shit, play games with these bitches
Wedlock shit, can't stay with these bitches
Wounds on my body that ain't never seen stitches
And I ain't even reached the heights I plan to reach
they say that I'm a player and I'm yellin' out
Preach, preach, preach, Jesus walks on the beat
Call me Mac Miller with these Nikes on my feet
You come at me and you gon' feel the feelin' of defeat
And if you see my haters, tell em' get up off my meat
I said, this ain't a midsummer mixtape
but I'm still talkin' pressure, I'm never makin' mistakes
Yeah, I'm from the natty, but I'm flyer than a Philly cheesesteak
You couldn't get a dap, even a handshake
Tell them put candy paint on my hearse
And engrave that my soul lies in every single verse
And every single word that I spit only got one reason
Get rich and put my mama in the Four Seasons
Fourth quarter killin' and I'm in my first season
Testin' the king only calls for treason, yeah
When the chips were down, you ain't wanna play poker
You had a king, shuffled the deck and now you got jokers
Used to think I hit the lottery with you
Now I see you as a gamblin' issue
She want a Spider-Man, but can't handle the Mary Jane
I'm higher in the sky than the President's airplane
I'm passin' the time by gettin' paper, it's fair game
But the game ain't fair
Cause I work harder than Dollar Dame
it's halftime, but no Illmatic
Man, I could make a movie out of TV static
I'm out here takin' their breath like they was asthmatic
I got the formula and I ain't talkin' quadratic
But I've been calculated, movin' like it's systematic
Oh, you ain't buy my last tape, bet your sister has it
I'm so cold that Frozone knows not to get too close
When I spit heat, it goes straight to your dome
On the east side rappin' with a story to tell
If I could sell these raps, it'd be worth like 10 mil
I'm bumpin' 04 Ye, I'm never goin' to hell
And I ain't ever need to be saved by the bell
I could drive an hour to see Dave Chappelle
And laugh my ass off at the jokes that he tell
Step right up and witness the greatness
I got more blues than Brockhampton faces
If you was born in a burnin' house, the world's on fire
If you hustle, then I promise you can get what you desire
In this world of sin, we residing in
I remember writin' raps up in the Holiday Inn
I'm just tryin' to build some wealth
that I can give to my kin
And make sure that we straight till the roof cave in
So I'ma smoke what I got left
And exhale on the mic what's on my chest
One day they gon' make documentaries how I'm the best
If you feelin' what I'm sayin', you ain't heard nothin' yet
Now let it rock, let it rock, let it rock, yeah

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