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(It's Great John beats, baby)
Look
Look (Great John on the beat, by the way)

I hope that you niggas realize that, my niggas put in pain
I hope

A believer, all he need is a motive
Fucking with DASH is bold,
But we can't go back and forth
Cos I might just catch a cold one
I've been this brash since Hova

is nah
I could show you what it really means to live and die lit
Doesn't need to be specific wrong or right shit
All I know is ima pack it up and catch

Cadillac saddled back 
On a matte black pedal contraption, a backpack full of them fractions 
And I go fish, take my chances hope to catch some basses

took a dab look at that
Let out a laugh hell yeah smokin' gas
Always dreamed of moving bags legal trap
Right now just smokin' pack and makin cash
By noon

Run duck that's what they do saw the Anglo arms and the waps hold two
Lighter yo pass me the spliff
He got touched it was done by
We already know life

We just here to have a good time
Peace signs to the good life
We just here to have a good time
Peace signs to the good life
You can catch me when I'm

mouth
Might call this hoe Rihanna got my thoughts running wild
She know that Im that nigga when it come to getting pounds.
I need a pack of backwoods

Rhyming at hyper speed time is flying by but I'm relieved
Started from the bottom and the back pondering on how I'm gonna rap 
Lot of rappers caught up in

(I'm jus tryna get lost, yeah)
(Val Stand)

Came up frauding shoes for the name
Learned how to move
How to change up all my plays on whim
Taught by

within our covenant
Pack blunted, on the zone, can smell us comin'
Hear them howls at the moon, know us wolves is huntin'
Straight to bags, out the bank

Float through East Atlanta getting dirty step like this my city
Came way from BR all by myself I just got Amber with me 
I just twist a wood

myself I can’t be no lil sucka
I catch you slippin I dial my brother he get here but you dead already all covered
Guess I went crazy when he touched my

see 30 bands in my vision
Im gonna hop out a stance then a lifted
Reaper in my city you get slashed by the rip stick
Pack up the bitch shit
Passed from

have a key so I was always locked out
Didn’t have a means or way to help myself out
So I had to catch the 51 bus around town
Remember my momma was cussin

still think about me
Do you still think about me
If we go anywhere in the mental
As the wind blows down by the lake
The austin mini me just a little
Got

jet-pack
You never react to little mishaps
And even though we can't look back
Can we catch a break if we threw 'em all Kit Kats
It's all common, I'm

auction
I'm locked in, loud pack got me coughin'
Shoot shit, ayy, so often, catch an opp and off him
My suwoo talkin' boxin', my dick, yo bitch, she

they want to move beyond us
To be honest once I throw this jewelry on your boo be on it
Never catch me coupe unless the roof be on it
To be honest you

Hey yo, tag a friend 'cause nines is back again
Could of went in the dragons den with my pad and pen
But I've been flying ammo packs, whipping up

Can I Get Some

King Just

Mystics of the God

1995

at the way I catch wet
From the projects, and I'mma live here
Til I die, gettin high, Shaolin Soldiers take over in '95
And I'mma make sure all my shit is raw

Bar was raised up high by all the xan and when my lover dipped
I stay calm and guided through the qualms to reach the subtle shit
I still got anxiety,

wife and yet you'd be my best friend i'd buy
A condo and a house just so you to live up in couple months go by
We'd be talking 'bout earning millions

Open a can pour it in a Vishi glass
Taking sips in between wearing my mask
Crack another four pack of the Hip Hop Craft
Trying to cut back but last night