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This is the end of the beginning 
Now that we in 
Know I ain't leaving 
Return of the Supers 
Tis the season 
I came here For a reason 
Hand it off

mans who said that I trust ya you niggas are busters 
I walk around with a face like wassup I kill like a muhfuck ya hoe 
Yeah she coolin with me bruh

about 3 plays, free thoughts, me n mahdee on 3 way
You can't walk a mile in my buschemis, my life ain't easy
Running circles around in the trap. Shit feel

Ay, the best duo out of south Florida let me be the one to say it off rip since u niggas don't want to hear humble talk Ima talk my talk FULLY  I've

trappin on my otha cell
They gone hit you wit intent
You get caught get wit a scale
It’s 200 on this bitch
Who finna go to jail
I’ma take off ima drive this

got no heart pussy boy you a hype beast
Blue faces in my account there's no need to count it
I just reuped on my coin like a nigga was sponsored by

of a villa
She coolin' me off cause she know that im chiller
She beggin' me ask for a dose a vanilla
I get the zelle and you know that I bill her

ya tail
Honestly I feel my niggas gon prevail
Scope out ya spot the business of detail
Walk off the lot buy the scat retail
My heart in the streets not

Youngin' got crossed Thursday night he was crossed
Peep them niggas walked in triple black heart of dogs
Knew the names off the dome, knew he takin the loss

penetrate
Beat it like rocky, she say she love off my cocky
My girl just sekkle down, beat it up now it's time for a second round
She say she wanna go

the right amount
Don't hit my line if you still coppin' by the ounce
You claim you ball, well swing that check kid I'm tryna bounce
Big faces, I'm talking big

yeah, yeah)

Last on, last off
Think you can step up to me, I scoff
Look at these diamonds on my neck i walk
Feel like 2 Milly, with the way I rock yeah

Written By: Skoobe 

Verse 
-Yeah, R.I.P Nippsy this a marathon  
-who gone ride with you till break of dawn
-fuckem if they leave man keepem gone

with the pole and the cleats, walking through Newark, better walk with some heat
Or better yet, be fast with your feet
Niggas be hatin', hoes be choosin

you hot as hell
I'm just tryna show you off can't keep all that to myself
Let them niggaz get a glimpse of you walk by and leave ya smell
Lotus flower

coolin' with the G's, still rollin' up the G's
And I'm grindin' in the swamp all day, rollin' trees
Don't watch my pockets, Redd got the rocket, ooh
When

talk just Bah
Yeah I don't talk, I just hit your top
Tell gang I can't stop so I got it when I walk
Keep talking on your lil blog while I creep
Keep

you at your mother's wake, smack you then I whack you with my snub trey-eight

I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children
Like

I'm dashing back to earth
Quasar got me up on dirt
Black hole you finna dodge
All this dust I finna die
Get that lean and pass it by 
YEAH
I just keep

slow and get your arm caught in that bar
My mind tricks is that I'm Jedi by birth
Christmas Eve is when my mama blessed earth

What's the universal tone

nig', 'cause he locked up
Couple man pissed off 'cause a nigga bossed up
Your B-A-D only on computer
When the pack lands, say "Hallelujah"
Girl, you

really made a way 
I can testify no mistake, His staff bring back the stray 
Giving my all to His parlay 
cint scared of no grave, He saved 
Walk by faith

scorched by the blood
Of the innocent and the hated,
The skin of the earth; stripped off its back.
The Reaper's Hand,
Fools gold as it were,
Has torn

thrones for the bricks to be
baked in raging ovens by the labour of those who would never
Climb the mighty towers that they built, but they would walk