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Peace and positivity in my speech
I never promote violence
Try to stop the guys from smoking ops they reek
But they can't keep silent
If I couldn't keep my cool, they'll be deceased
That's why I stay private
If I had none to lose, I'd crash out too
All you would hear is sirens

Most these niggas broken and anemic
They never got they iron
Most of my watches dead I don't wear that shit to tell the time
All I see is red, but never stop, guess I ain't read the signs
Don't give a f*ck about what they said Never cared about enemy lines

I really ain't got beef with just hatin Niggas, they can't pay fines
Niggas, I used to call brothers that can't pay me back, even a dime
If loyalty was illegal, they'll never commit a crime
So I stay out the way and let you play and stack my bread and write my rhymes

I stay out the way, I'll never wanna ride a wave
I'm focused on making plays
Twenty four hours, every seven days
They always stalk my page, but I don't got shit to say
If I wanted you dead, you could die today
But I can't be consumed by rage

I would say I miss that bitch, but I got too much pride
I might get me a rich lil bitch to take me for a ride
Talk to broke bitches, got my heart broke So you can't say I ain't try
Now I'm making bands and making fans But still got no one on my side

Have motion don't mean that you got street ties
I'll never knock a 9 to 5
You making bread, I'll never knock your grind you real as f*ck up in my eyes
Don't gotta be street to keep that fye
Cause niggas hating every week
Self defense, what we was taught So you know charges gon' be beat

Lost my brother, he said keep going
Man, my life ain't for the weak
That bitch candy got no motion So you know this trick a treat
I don't like no stank bitch attitude I like my bitches sweet
But with other niggas, she better be rude I toss her straight back to the streets

Don't compare me to nobody else You know these niggas can't compete
I ain't come here to fit in You know I came here just to eat
Steak for lunch, my bitch for dinner Eat em up just like this beat
Stepped in the game, I paved a way My footprint in the concrete

I stay out the way, I'll never wanna ride a wave
I'm focused on making plays
Twenty four hours, every seven days
They always stalk my page, but I don't got shit to say
If I wanted you dead, you could die today
But I can't be consumed by rage

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