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Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
I'm ready

New Patek on my wrist (yeah)
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
to us
(They say)

You smellin' so good
I'm so glad I walked by ya way (damn you smell good)
(They say) You smellin' so good
What do you call that
I
me the code
tell me the code you live by
oh yeah you better know
Jesus THE CODE we live by

MATIC
This my code
This might hit that wo
Make y'all
you knew
Is just a lie - the dirty truth leaves you surprised
your point of view
Is so despised by all the troops
You used to serve your country well
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet
to the door
I wanna float, she driving the boat
I moving precise with the gun that I toat
I'm pushing the foreign in LA by the coast
She like when I grab her
creed
Rip Apollo creed
This world is so full of greed I can't even get no sleep
So look at the way that i walk
Listen and hear how I talk
I guarantee you
Ladies being hit through wickedness, I'm losing my grip
I thought we lived by the books, The Bible, Koran
We pick cotton, my back is still hot and dark
Why you wanna be my Zanna? Why you wanna be my Zanna?
80k streams on an album by myself, started wvvy crew and I did that by myself
I remember 2017 all
by a jackal, raised a bad seed

You better look around
Before you hit the ground
Give me no quarrel, life's all crime

Like a devil on a deadline
Creed album.
Guy 2: Ah, yeah, man. Scott Stapp, that guy's a musical genious.
Guy 1: One of the great minds of our generation.
(match lit)

(sound
protractors
The master degree, you saw me slaughter the beat, that's a massacree
Punches second nature like Creed I'd prolly Flow backwards
Freshman album but
Damn
Uh
Listen
Aye hey
Hey
Think outside of the box
Yeah that's the album my niggas don't play like you stupid
If I shoot you gone die and you bitch
by a time wraith
Stuck in the past, I'm tryna protect my mind-state
I guess I'm scared to accept the facts
I can't handle rejection so I'd rather just
hittin' harder than Creed
Who fuckin' with me nigga, no one ask Alicia Keys
Play games, pull up like Need for Speed (Skrrt)
You'll see this center shoot,
or that degree, aimlessly
Decree without a creed, shamelessly
Feeding fear to breed a need
Painfully, it's fear that breeds from those who lead
What a crazy
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
regurgitate will hit your vertebrae and dislocate
Cause i aint holding back like I hit old age ill dig your grave a piss ill take and let that mist mode spray
the world grooving, grooving

Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
still gets views
No one ever records the stuff you do
No one could name a song that is by you
I drop a hit and make another one on the next day
I'm
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album

I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every
this whole city on lock
Cause my album's hot
And I know that y'all been waitin' a while
So I'mma hit you with this Full
Metal Jackit like Private Pyle,

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