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faking, it feels so real
If a nigga touch you swear he getting killed
And she love the way I rhyme, think I'm skilled
I told baby don't waste no time
I'm

creepin on me it's back and won't move
Tell em peace now I'm gone I'll cap and rap soon
Ain't no keys when I drive I'm slidin right by like

Vroom
Hear that

trends to follow
My heart is made of gold
But inside it's all hollow
Success is in the blood
It's on me to call the shots
Got the key to rap got the game

Brazilians 

(Yeah) (yeah) (yeah)

Spent a couple bands on a new belt 

I made 30 racks by myself

Hold up I'm drippin I'm drippin I'm drippin 

Hold up I'm

Don't
Don't sit me down
Don't
Don't sit me down
Don't
Don't sit me down
Don't
Don't sit me down

Lil ol' me from the 503 always pitch like keys
I

rap about the girls and the money
But that's fine by me, at least I'm free
And I got the key to unlock the shackles off their feet
No I'm not starting

possible, here's the proof
I do it with such ease
God bless me with no sneeze
Ensuring that the genes got the steez just to please the Rap Genius
Make

“No tattoos on his throat?” 
“I mean is he white?“
“What kinda fucking name is that anyway?”
“He sounds like a wine maker locked in the closet from

i put you legs by yo head aint gotta say what the rest remember you told me your plans then you ask bout my plans i told im stacking and flipping

Man the best, out of all the games.

[Danny:]
Dude, that was awesome, can we use that rap for one of the songs on this album?

[Arin:]
NO!

on the criticism,
You got the launch key it time to boot the system,
Fuck wishing and bitching, lets get to stitching,
Piece by piece, one foot infant of the other,

Wooh! K!
Man I came here to rap, 
I ain't come here to play no games
Ay ya'll listen to what I got to say right quick 
It's TK

What they want, this

Dephree is for the children and you love the Dephree...

Rap city get that thing slapped silly off the rip not giving a f***
What's up? What what!

bottom like a ps 
She say that she celibate 
But I know that’s some bs
Want me to pay her rent 
And I ain’t even got no key yet
Auntie walking up to me

sweet
No hit back you look weak
Leaving ur bitch where was that G
Hot shit flying rappers get scared
FreeG30 he goin die w that
Rusty ass Pistol want him

up on me, Feel like I'm better than I've ever been, trust homie...

Yarbrough Verse (Omitted by choice)

Since9ine6ix Verse:
A rival to your idol,

with the breeze, I barely have friends but I got a lot of enemies, cause I got bands yea my money long like a centipede, by the way I rap, you could say

Shawty she making it bounce
Dollars on yen I got pounds
And we never coming down
Smoking OG by the ounce
Cali on me I got loud
I got the keys to the house

Remove the chains, take the pride away,
Don't you know that you need to be saved
We go by the name of the king
Set yourself free
Love is the key

Let the weed roll
No sticks, stems, or seeds bro
Gotta sip it slow
Cause I'm trying to be low key
Hoe got nothing to see
Oh me oh my
Fuck around and get

wet with the nina
Not just a leader
But im the key note speaker
Known to rock a mic from New York to Pasadena
I make it look good no funky cold Medina

bounce
We got the shit that you waiting for
So me and ray going back fourth
Got da beat on a stick like we mopping floors
Raps coming so raw wid no remorse

come with being twenty two
Grown flows, live it up in my youth
Everybody low key ducking the truth
Young Weezy way I cut through the beat
Everybody got

outta reach)
From a birds eye view too high to even go with a breeze
Rap Osiris, red stains on the white keys
These tears in a stream gonna scar my cheeks