LAW #15
Bam Keith
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Wow The people around you conniving but you know cuz you smarter Them who want beats, better pay me and attention we partners Somebody said how I been going stupid but I been smarter Listen once I lay the blueprint then I'll "Shine" like Carter Red vests, feeling spooky I'm Michael Jackson to be Real jaded like Michael Jackson cause It don't matter to me Real shit only only shit real that ain't backwards to me Stocks and bonds I ain't frontin it's just real backing to me 100k streams is coo and I log back in to see That shit double And I can't answer to shawty DMs that shit trouble Dodging rocks in a landslide and shit rubble I been subtle I been in the house Dad on the voicemail, Im praying that he figures it out He used to promised to get us, we wait outside then sit on the couch But he never got us Pain brings the tremors out us And then finally I got it We turned our hurt into jokes now we laugh about it It's therapeutic jokes healing for me Shit get real when I see My step father was a drunk so he was stealing from me I was 9 and I bet he didn't know he lived with a beast Yet I'm still on the street My family still with the heat I was raised mother so I'm still with the peace While they stay still with the piece Sleep been still and discreet Until I'm disrespected then he blaze the city for me Gang saw me win some fights they said it still ain't for me I grew up on inconsistency, I'm switching the beat My soles/souls on solid ground in dirt I dig with the cleats I'm loyal to my team that's why I'm still with chiefs Yall niggas still with the beef And y'all Kill in the streets Y'all can hear my receipts Listen to this fucking song and you can hear my receipts Can a nigga just eat? Can a nigga just eat? Ugh They ain't got yo back in public cause they converse in private I don't care if she ain't yours she prolly everybody's I be having the same thinking as Kutt's manager Oli If I see she look like Becky she prolly doin Molly The clock tic tocking My bops made profit Cause i can't be manipulated don't mean that I'm toxic I talk to prophets All that rah rah can miss I grit, I'm bout it All my dramas a gist Of what I see, and I still mob like lynch Cop the bar like 'mitz' Spring to Fall like Pit And I watch like wrist That's how I shine like this And why I talk like this And why my walks got bliss I see y'all niggas and y'all washed like wish Microwave singles and they flop like disks Freestyle the album then it flop like flip Pay me and attention, I got it on lock like Smith Nigga
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