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And I can't deny, fall off my feet
Like a man doing magic, deceit and a lie
And your watching the show, stand in the crowd
Round of applause, what you saw, cant deny
And I'm here and I'm loud, back and nostal-gic
And crowd goes wild to the sound
This is the play that I made in a day
And I triple double back, right back, imma slay
Take another one, bounce on your prey
Take em out, destroy, all the way
Get the point, you need to refrain
Sustain the pain, before a bullet in the brain
This is what you thought was a game
Mess with the wrong ones, you might get the flame
Place your bets, right down on your name
Take a chance, relax, imma tame
Mans don't stop, till a mans on top
Of the game, and he knows that a mans gon' drop
Eating pop rocks, like he's in a bag getting shot
In the back of a van, where he's tied in a knot
Take it, blaze it, face, rearrange it
Take a little weed and your back in the basement
This be the time where we laughing at Mason
No I meant Manson, wrong conversation
Stop, can you feel these lows
Feel these blows, and you get real slow
Where is the point where a man gon' know
When he need to stand up and just sniff on the snow
Thought you was a real one, man I'm done
Now you off of the chain, off the wheels you spun
There's a point where you flip, and it ain't no fun
Where it goes too far, but I guess you won
Flipping that shit, like amazing trips
When your blacked out, looking up and see an eclipse
Blacked out, trapped out, loading a clip
Coz you can't see straight, so you might as well dip
And you put it to your brain, and you let it go bang
There's a point where it stops and there ain't no pain
Where you leaving a legacy, and leaving the game
It's another way of saying that your starting again
Business starts, put your pedal to the floor
Leave an impression that's asking for more
Making a spot where your stacking your drawer
Where your placing your racks, that you made from the morgue
Where was the line that you drew with the fame
Did you waste all your time, tryna make up a name
But you gaining the traction, you thought you would claim
To the point where it elevates, and nothing the same
Picked up my phone, rang, rang, rang
What did I hear, bang, bang, bang
And I stress to myself that it ain't no game
While I'm hoping its time that I smoke on the dank
Crazy thoughts, I've invaded myself
And I'm not thinking straight, ain't no way that you tell
With the shit that I'm on, got me thinking it's hell
When I slip up my game, and I can't even spell
Won't you stop it in a minute, and just hit it with a no
Everybody stops, then they take another blow
It's the way that we roll, when we blazing this so
Would you step back please, and just leave us alone
Conversation sucks, getting really dry
Kinda like my throat when I'm getting really high
On the weed that I found through my dealer and I buy
What's the best going round, that I really can't deny

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