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Michael
Stabbing killing niggas like Michael
I tell 'em what to do I think I'm Cam K$yz
The man in my city number 23
Lil nigga catching rise like I'm

move forward and I gotta be smooth 
I got a lot of talent you can tell 
Used to flip bags had em comin thru the mail 
If I make it big imma never look

to work out the minutes
Told to smile to cover my left eye
Twitching from the thought of overthinking
That's met by ego and spinning
Shit, shit, shit, shit,

my life
Yeah / Im still alive
And you gunna play by my rules
Been a high guy
Up in high times
I ain't smokin dope
For a health boost
All I know 
Is

Workin hard 24 so know who i do it for
They just dont see me that often now its cause im doin mo
You can tell by the way i dress by the way i spit
This is

Bro just called, say he got a new jwet, uh
That boy glisten fuckin' BOA up
(What's the word, C4?)

Police hop behind us, ain't no pressure
Switch

stood the test of time
That was fifth fuckin' grade but he from Red Deer so that boy already ready for a fade
He told me stories about his homies and how

but they still standing
By the grace of god I ain't get it that's from my mama praying
Been out of work for a couple months now the pressures on
Issa

for the free I just tell em no
Whatever I'm making I get it I flip it
Invest it then give it right back to the church
I gotta tithe and you know that I

Step
Now you mad
Step
That's too bad
Step
I'm high class (Step)
She like the way I
I gotta go
I'm not like many men, you outta know
You can just tell by

by at stop ima catch me that boy make his moms cry
Five Shot they ain't shoot nigga sum died if you fuck wit the opps leave em hog tied
Stay fly ain't

with the team
This brand ain't just for show, you just got to see the dream
Big Boy pockets rent will leave them bitches clean
I'm just tryna get my

When the boy was young you could plainly 
Tell that his skin was pale and his hair was red
Got a little older and he got a little weirder

me either - but I
can't can't can't - can't say “me as well!”
Or or or, or "I understand" -
They're words that I live by - I don't open up!
Don't try

Thinking bout my past boy I did some shit
Flip some shit and hit some licks
I was always in the mix
Put in work from 9-6
Cuz 6-9 I'm with yo bitch

didn't get through on my own
With a fake smile, for this fake world
Had to get by, had to make it work
They don't see the weight on my shoulders
They just

storming through rain
Been man so I stand in the paint
Streets taught me this shit ain't a game
Talk about it while run up
Fuck boys don't come wit us
All my

Doing numbers
Doing numbers
As I roll up the herb
I think back on all of the fuck shit that has occurred
The money the hard work
The women and their

1,2,3 start whiling
1,2,3 start dialing tell the boys in blue about it
We move up out it, catch us out in a new apartment
Medusa saw me, turn to stone

Maria
Shithole countries, Islamophobia and completely ignoring Climate Change
And way back when it was Grab em by the pussy.  We must end this pain!

Go

changes, the girls were seductive
We was hooping on them boys in 8th grade getting buckets
Ima rap wanna, this is my introduction
So ima tell you how I'm

And I'll say it on this beat (Beat)
We got time today
Once we find your people
We gon cap em then we celebrate
Yeah
I'm working up my way to be a rockstar

Got a brand new plug now I get it by the bale
I don't mind showing love cuz I love my clientele
I aint going back to jail fuck a pussy if he tell
Being

into worms

Gun of my genius in my hand the glizzys fully loaded
One's with so many zeros the IT boys could code it

After twenty I'm out of twelve years