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shit on lock
My flow is impeccable it'll blow your mind that make me a threat
Been ahead of the game by like 3 steps love to big flex call me hercules

got kick
Like Hitmonlee
Pen game Pun
L Christopher Wallace
Ain't no MC
Going Big on me
The kid got hands
Like Hitmonchan
If you with your mans
And you

Big blades on the block in waistbands
He got shaved for his rock he's a wasteman
See the pavements hot, there's no spray tan
Tan and spray man

big stepping
You fanning up my flame oh did I forget to mention
You my motherfucking butane, so finish up your sentence

Yeah
Finish up my sentence
Got

Made By Money Sign
It's Mr. KSO, I'm all about the make dough
If you ain't bout the strips, it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll
Uh, give KO's these

and mishaps I had your back
The few friends that I do have I got too attached
I don't throw that label out there lightly so if you fight him yup
You gotta fight

ya by big poppa
Kill your roster then slid to Cabo to align my shakras
All foreign if I got it it's imported
No ceilings soaring Tell the chauffeur

Cars, big keys, diamonds, luxury
I don't get why people need these things
I'm content with moving my own lips
Don't come around me with your bullshit

after him and Bruce Wayne
Shame
They made me the the Prince of darkness and
Change outfits
Paint houses
Game blouses
Reindeer
Accountant
How Sway?
Big

the string of these haters gotta make em dance now
Tell em suck my dick while I'm rapping with my pants down
Constant jealous hatin' by you bitches is a sad

this songs a penny stocks
But no ones paying you
Cause no one pays attention to your petty bullshit
This a diss little bitch and I’ve fuckin' got an itch

win and you lose can't pick and you choose this life gets harder some days
You sit and you snooze or pick up your boots and try restarting the game
I

All I need
All I need is God
You rappers
You rappers are a fraud
Ice chilling around your neck but you can't help to solve the poor
Icicles they gone

You ever been threatened by a cop my crackers
You ever been stared at on your block my crackers
You went and bought the fit so now you rap type nigga

niggas, always trying to act different
I'm never tripping when I'm mentioned In your friendly conversation
Cause they know who keep you fainting from that

you reason the matter make you start to the help us o
(Sha)
But as we don wake up today na by your grace no be power
And since we don the breath we go

She rides around town
In an 86 pickup
Not one of those big ones
Your rich uncle drives
An old German Shepherd
Sits with her up front
And God knows I

showed a nigga love
And you gave a nigga swag without showing me that drug shit
Made me tough without showin me that thug shit
Big Brother I never had you

rights
And they took my bitch
And with that big mouth they can take that dick
Yuhh
Nigga whats the fine
Fifty miles above what
Nigga is you high
You making

I can’t help but
I can’t help but laugh
The city is mine I’m heating it up
Big break coming fast you need to d up
I’m working too hard not sleeping

and I don't mind
Idle time with idle hands, by demand I'm back
I plan to snap, the phantom rap God that's off his fucking rocker again
I blast off in

damn this is a big deal
And nothing feels real
Your voice echos in my head
Can't get rid of it
You're always inside of my head, belligerent
Because even

She scream like Macaulay Culkin 
Laughing at you boy you joking 
My life looking great, it's golden 
Chilling by the bae, I'm coasting 
Bounce on my

Big old truck parked by your driveway
Waving to your parents even though they won't like me
Blunts outside help us see stars out
Want a red home sum'