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on sick-a-wreck
And I don't make diss tracks
'cause that shit direct
A drill-drill, sit back
And watch the beef digest
Whip, whip, whip that, hand in the pyrex
All

of Auto-Tune the News
They call that "certified"
I call that "hood logic"
I love my fans more
Than any of my profits
So when you hear this track
Replay

(Hell yeah)
These bars will hit you like some bullets hunnid round in the mag... yeah
I started rapping just for fun, took off and ran wit it
They tried

wasted
Why you think I call this Aces (Lol)
Pressure makes diamonds and you already golden
Get a big house on a hill by the ocean
Put a little work in

the clock
I would've long died
Cause all this pain
Is just too real
My life's at an end
I don't know how to feel
Tried to follow our tracks
I don't care why

'all niggas put claws in my back
Y'all niggas been boosting by preying on the weak
But y'all didn't cover y'all tracks
Get cut bitch I roll with an editor
Apex

'm fuckin back with a brand new track
Have you fuckin running, hope you never come back

I get the most from your smile
I stop and stare a little while
I love

I tried to stand too close to fire
And I got burned
I’ve done the same thing over and over
Why won’t I learn?

Seeing you there
Turned me to a mess
I

This is war by default
But they show that shit on TV is it really our fault?
'Till I have a billi', y'all will never see me yawn
You could clearly see

shit get replaced
Run it up stack it up to my waist
House by da bank
A hunnit a week for da dank
Taking track Anne Frank
Markin days I been fucked over

tracks
So they gotta respect us
Don't you worry about how much
I'm spending on a necklace
You should worry about
How this bars be hella reckless
Don't need

love, when they do
The hoes getting jealous
They say ditch the fellas
For me
And I tell em I will
But actually go on my own
And stack paper
Get money

of commercials
All for the dollar is why they hurt you 
Propaganda brush, I'm a berserk dude 
Ccordin' to who?
Ones recording actions presumed 
To be a threat

music
So don't ever ask me why I do this It means more to me so don't think it's stupid
I fell in love with this must have been shot by a cupid

Here we

'm getting high, no news flash
Everybody wanna know why I do that
I know my life right now ain't a blues track
Pray to god that we never go thru' that
'Coz we

pussies, that's clear
Damn, it's so bright, I can't open my eyes in the mirror
I'm blinded by love, not the fear
I've put this work in for years and years

By the overpass
Telling my daughter
I love her through the plexiglass
Now I'm about to smash
Modern jazz at Alcatraz
Made a whole rap album
I didn't

out, niggas they hover around think I'm love that thang
Climbing straight to the top, might just tip off the clock, get by the top of the range
I put my

Nothing Less

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

when you're laying on back
Felt the love when I wrote this
So I know y'all feel what I'm saying on tracks

[Chorus] - repeat 3X

[Slug]
The first step

to Melody
I know a lil fox by the name of Alice
Look like she got a black heart call it full of malice
But really she a scene queen seekin' arrangements for

sun is blazing a brighter red than I've ever seen before

And the woman that I love is working at the station
And in two days from now I'll leave again

a dis track and got kilt for u did the cover art,

Am I buggin or, is there sumn special bout breaking o’s down wit a bitch you fuckin raw,



I be

for why 
I’m authentic ask yo questions 
State yo issue get to spitting 
 friendly competition til it isn’t 
Am I winning? Guess I am by your expression

till you sneeze
Get that mental out in the breeze
Influencing, flexing on the gram
Making millions by the night
While I’m sleeping
Y’all be streaming my