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Tuh, no Scott here
Used to get songs like Hey what's goin on
Now we getting tunes like I don't fuck with you
And this ain't no diss track
I just admit

names
Day by day leave you K I A
We don’t play no games get out of our way

If you cross me with no hesitance
I will stomp your ekg into residence your

worked on this and gave it all of my best 
So don't even compare me to that fire spitting dragon I'm not even on his level 
Oh the pressure's on
Flowing

Lay me down on a
Bed of roses, sink me in a river
At dawn, send me away with the words of a love song
I need a second to breathe
I need a for me

killing and rapping you know they doing some snitching mayne
Cutting deals with their enemies always taking the shortest end yeah!
Sneak dissing on the low

dissolve like alkaline, you diss on me you crossed the line
Yeah, crossed his ass up, no jumper
10k on his head, we jumped him
How you only fuck with white

from breathing today
Don't have no  food 
And they swimming on me 
Out in the ocean 
Away from the bay 
I have drifted a long far away 
I write with

can hear me)
Just shake 'em by the shoulders softly (when I say)
Scream in their face so slowly (softly, slowly)
There's no way they can possibly

give a fuck anymore

Opinions don't matter when there's never no food on the platter
So that made me sadder, hustled for some change so his body got

just keep my cool
Tell them that I'm fine, knowing well I'm not
Not

I deal with a lot, I've been gone off the pot
Not a day that goes by that I don't

on

Yeah, Aye, and I'm recording with my buffs on
Rap 'bout killing niggas, bitch this aint no damn love song

Ready or not, The draco just like Lauryn Hill

don’t know
I’m hoping he doesn’t try to blow me
After he’s done with this whole thing
It’s remarkable, what he can do this with his ding-a-ling
Come on,

(Bounce bounce bounce bounce)

Yeah got damn Travien he killing shit again (again)
Lost a couple friends but I gained some more friends (I did)
I

Out more shows than me
You ain't got no load
How is you trapping? Niggas bold to me
And stop making songs with all that cap
Niggas hoes to me
Said he

Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like

So you know that we enroute
He talking out his mouth So tell me what you really bout
Man these bullets wanna talk So I let them scream and shout
Man

you a loose end
I'll be killing and murdering a beat, in the blink of eye
Caught you by surprise, red handed, with your hands in your pants
Maybe

they messing with me
I get under niggas skin
You can call me Armadillo
Brody high his nickname ceiling
Off my ex I don't want no dealings
All peace I

statues with vacant stares
Nobody there asks why, or even cares
I took some time to rest my head beside a bench-bound old man
Who softly said
"Well hello, I

at the tippity top where I'm aiming
NEPTUN3 don't play, let me stand by that statement
Stack up the blues, next day do the same thing
Yeah, I go wild, I don't

on your headphones
And rewind this song
Bitch I’m right here with ya
And there’s a struggle outside too
This for the people that get out the
Pen with

gonna make it
Redemption song, yeah, we all gonna make it

This young boy
Like to play with grown toys
He like to play watch the block
And he got shot by

Hit em broad day I don't need no mask
I heard your song but it was trash
That boy is going outside
I got his hoe and he mad
She fucked me good this shit

We can't be on the same earth I'm killing all opposition
He popped up and changed his life, we turnt that boy to a christian
I'll do it by myself don't