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and they killed the DJ
Guess that's what he mean by he been killing niggas these days
Known to move fast like a pen like we at the relays
Fuck a PJ I might

nah
Grab the track by neck
RKO up outta nowhere
Too much static, paranoia
Cooking something special for ya
Album coming soon man
They tryna join our

You're free to offer objections
Junior at the end of my name, my father professed it
Murder Mountain and this album is like sophomore and freshman
So many

nothing left
But just know that I'm still willing to help
Nights like these
Lines get crossed by your jealousy
New girl beside me on your tv
You hit my line

my position
Hit you so hard we called the mortician
I mean
(He's gotta dark soul)
(Yeah)
You pass by, you pay the toll
Drivin' off bangin' Neo-Soul but

I saw a vision the other night
That didn't sit right
And she told me all about her dream's
That nightmare was disguised
Told me that she saw me die

courtesy fee
Come through wit 50 like Curtis wit me
Album on stream no these verses ain't free
Nigga murder is dirty but the hearse is so clean
My money is

slick beats
They don't even hear the words
Never hit a heart change
Not even a heart string
Pulled by the puppeteer this world calls its father
They

kept
My new bitch wrote our name in cement but don't forget
There was a moment where the time stood still
Things you let me feel in the house by the hill

And it go a little something like this
Hit it

Been tryna claim things I haven't earned, honest, man
Stz and Spenny Almost is on this jam
What kid?

Sixth grade comes by just a bit different
Set her goals we was going through the dream wish list
Seventh grade lil shawty got that pussy on my mind
Speed

I dropped her harder than my album next spring
This single fallin' in the summer with a flow colder than a winter freeze
I'm on every track providing

erectile
My momma got married to someone who wasn't my dad, I was never his stepchild
I gotta daughter Im tryn'a do right by her but I can barely afford

who said I CHANGED
I told her I became a beast because I had to
Why the fuck I entertain it, probably on some drunk shit
The past need to stay there,

Flawless Victory

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be

calling a York.
 
I wanna end you like done eating pork
(hehe)
…
Yo!

Kill or be killed what I live by, 
The love that they show nigga ain't buy.

I'm

Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us

stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts

tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka

a number 1 album spot
That's how many hits that I got
Never heard a nigga tell me my shi wasn't hot
Never heard a nigga tell me my shi had done flopped
Have

number for the souls under the heavens

Because I disrespected reverend confessions of my presence
Life lessons with a message, protracted by the most high

as I aim to take a big chance
Volunteering shows me things, heated by Umi's embrace
If we converse with one another that would spare a lot of grief
Moses

That's a hit fo sho
Experience, just to change the future
Every day is my time, dont mean to pick sides
Shawty with you by my side, everything slides
His

I come through cleaner than Armorall
Sneakers by Kiko Kostadinov them bum niggas never saw
ya bitch hard you hanging on her bra
Malcolm Eppz still