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named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,

named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,

Chorus: 
Cast a shadow I have grown
Day by day, I know it all gets better, gets better
Brick by brick to build me up
Day by day, I know it all gets

Golden Generation
WE DA GOLDEN TEAM
Golden Generation
We do anything

Rap, Sing, Make my beats
Thats all me
Ima King that keeps his royalties
By my

got defeated
Yoda taught him how to fight
That's why he's hard to beat
'till his head got chopped
By some mop-topped creep
Pockets filled with credit's

we bring out the fleet
Pointers on my neck but I want that Philip
Used to juug off a beat know people hate me
Talking down on gang that's like 3rd

Jump Up
We punching through your whole motherfucking face
When the beat drop, this whole motherfucking place, Jump Up
We stomping through this whole

glee
Turning left, turning right
Are they looking at me?
Well I was looking at them
There there on the dancefloor
Now they got me in the middle
Feeling

Woolwich, that is South Green
Team Sixteen, that is my damn team
Jordan One's they are looking clean
I beat up a prick, now he is singing like Glee
In the new

here
Our Lightbearer deliver us from their grasp so that we may
Cast our stones
Cast our stones
Cast our stones
And beat them down to try and right all

could never go broke, I always got 5 on the side like pentagons
Megatron
Nikki try nick me, in London
We get tipsy, Tipton
Ty keeps twins on this knee

got multiple faces
Bitch I'm two sided and that's it
Mad guy sad guy upset off rip
I'm just tryna get by while y'all dip
All y'all do is get high

mascara we going out
And my dawg beat his case had to throw it out
Buy a hundreed bottles just to pour it out
Oh damn its been it a longtime
Diamonds

a gen five, nigga, know we ain't beefin' bout' no fuckin' glee
Luh demon come off the hip, get to hitting that ghost, he known to psych out with that glee

Telly Telly Pinky brain
Mr.Cooper Early 90s babies thang
Slid up in a nat Now we on some parent hood She popped a plan B
Say she save by the bell
I ain’t

and Cutty 2D been that flat
We trying to work these glee's

Nigga, we tapping
Get on features
Spot your man, not your average rapper
Why these niggas want

Shit ain't sweet, got off of work came here flexing
Robbie T said we gon record, that's a bet we
Here to do this shit one night like Yachty and then we

Ol’ Skool Company

Prince

MPLSound

2009

sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering

on corners, nah, unless you talkin' ZZ's

Lust and drugs was how I identified
Find out what they was, they got gentrified
Tired, we exercise them
Jacob kids

know that it's hot
Don't think it's a game we'll show you it's not
Want some fame on the news we'll throw you a spot
Got some range with the tool he get

gun jam
I go by Lil' Walka but still tryna run down
We spend back to back tit for tat like a gun hound

He say he want smoke I got fifty times three

Oh nah nah nah nah
Oh yeh yeh yeh
Yeah I goes by name Mr. Fluentzy
The money plenty you know
Temple the beat is crazy though
Swerves
Let ehm know

on my back just @ me
I got A's like Armani but I don't cheat (Ahh)
Fucked yo bitch to my beats
I came in her mouth that's my treat
No trick, no return, no

(Emz Beats)
I linked bro-bro with the sk-sk
We winnin' the war, I said, "uh, uh", shh (ayy, Slippery, this one's cold)

You ever met man with