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Richmond Talidy

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Yeah, uh, black out on they ass
Man I go to a place where y'all ain't never gon' think that I'll fuckin return from
Like I'm really black out
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Pole, Pole, Ahh
Yeah, errbody be tryna do all this do all that
Pussy,
Look, look, uh

I run this game by the range of imagination and imagination runs wild
So imagine the ways I've taken it to make it to where I'm at
Got a brother that's half Jamaican and the other half of my blood so
You know that nigga crazy, but I drifted out of content

Back to assassinating these niggas thats fast to hate on the fact that I'm past the greatest
I aim at the casket face, squeeze away till I blast his brains out the back of the casket base
And I'm laughing at past relief that's overkill
In case you ain't noticed, this pistol came with a loaded clip

Just to aim at the loneliest niggas frame and his homies will evade
When they,  notice the steel get raised, if that's loyalty then
"Aye, I don't know what there is to say about niggas"
The f*ck do it take to point out the difference between niggas who real loyal and niggas who paint that image

Picasso with that mind i design it, I'm nice and vivid
I told you about them casket, I'd blasted the fragments in it
My point exactly
How the f*ck you say you a shooter, but just point it at him

I'm someone that they hoping they rap, but they ain't tell you that
They seen a motherfucker going crazy
They see me rap 60 minutes and make it look like it's 8
I'm entitled to what's great

I've been working the Big Darrell
I've been slicing up all my cake
And I ain't even had a taste of the shit that I'm steady baking
Got a fridge full of happiness, flying down the E-Way

Money off the roof, blowing all the carbs that we ate
You saying you cool, what the f*ck that's the way you wave
I'm cooling with the blicky, I'm a hothead
I'll be straight, cause you don't wanna try me

How you hooked up to IVs
You can look in my eyes and see
What's that
Well my mama ain't raise no bitch

I ain't no shooter, but I promise you your grave out big
Like 6'7", or maybe even 8' long
Long as it's deep enough to know that they don't locate your shit
Pussy, I got a way that I drip

Cause it's hard to walk straight when you came with a stick

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