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'm getting it
I been hated by many men
I can't just be hanging 'round folks but it feel like I'm close with my enemies
You niggas can't knock me off mentally
feeling when it's bout that hundred
By any means better get your money, I said
Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, daddy raised the boy cold-blooded
Ain't no
On a mountain top shown by some sort of light
Some are more subtle
I saw what I saw alright
Call it a Godly sight
Meanwhile
When out the back of my ear, I
Will you let go of
That stupid pizza already?!
I can't, it's for the customer!
Who cares about the customer?! I do!
Well, I don't! (Maxo) gasp
cake
In the kitchen cooking, I couldn't wait
I'm out the way, I give up space
I can never have her go for a rate
I will never slow it down, catch
when you said you had no faith in my rhymes
Told me I'd be flippin patties turns out they ain't right
Imma blow up, there's nothin you can do
I promise
on?)
All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)

Ayyo thanks to pop groups for givin the ass whippin
So a brother like the Brewin isn't slippin
I
when I need it, I work
That's all I can do
I can't get a handle on life like I have no direction
Thumb through these blessings, like man i'm tripping
I
as I can
And you can tell by how my bread stack up
Then disguise it as rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing
as I can
And you can tell by how my bread stack up
Then disguise it as rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing
that goes by no rules 
Click clack and it's over you dead 
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head 
It's in my blood I love killin you fools 
Hey,
make you patty melt I don't send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself
Co-defendant that's a no
Can't have that shit fly in court
One thing about
when he leave me
I go hard in the booth, Biggie vibes, gimme the loot
I'm a classy millionaire, bitches ain't got the couth
C-O-U-T-H 'cause you can
tried of just getting by
Oh Father can't you heal me
From pain daily
It stops rarely
Don't call me your daddy
I'm younger than that
Keep your own addy
I
Spongebob and Patrick vs gumball and Darwin!

I'm ready! To flip this
Battle like a Krabby Patty
Was this fart of a cartoon created
By his flabby
I was the lock and you was the key
Have you ever had your day one man
Change on you? Well I have
My OG told me, don't judge
A person by it's past,
why I got your hoe
Nahh I'm just kidding
I'm up my nigga admit it
If I don't make it I can say that I did it
Can't even lie in school I was skipping
mysteriously
“i didn't do it, “ he says, and he throws up his hands
“i was only robbin the register, i hope you understand
i saw them leavin he sahys, and he
on your stories
Luminati let me do it
I dont see you moving
How come you do the talking?
I am so ghetto it is hard to understand it
when I talk its hell
on my neck
Got used to being left
Curved by all my Ex
I was in distressed
Can’t let the pressure press cause I got the next

[Verse 2]

Fuck what they
runnin past the lane, how I do it all? I aint gotta explain
Treat everyday like it's Saturday
Cause my own mind I can't navigate
You can kinda tell that
the hot water all you gotta do is put the ice on it
I've been giving it to niggas for years
I'm responsible for niggas careers, mother fucker

Now first
That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you
and the Jets
I just got a bag though, runnin' up a check
'Cause I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna flex

Ay, yo, patty cake, patty cake,

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