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Picasso Baby feat. Fargo

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Strictly 187 Boy Yeah... Lego...
Picasso oh yeah I'm a BaBy
I eat you dummies on the daily
I bet your BaBy momma crave me
I'm cursed with the verses don't save me
I put in the work, you gon' pay me
Or do you wanna see me crazy
I'll go renegade just like I'm Jay-z
I'll go renegade just 'coz I'm Shady
I'm in a winehouse, looking for Amy
Dressed in all white like I be sailing
Just like Jason Statham with the aiming
Just like Percy Tau when I be playing
My homie Kultcha, he no more Slay-Lee
But my nikka Jay-Jada be slayin
If you got conflict with my nikka Kronic
You gon' run to Bushiri for some Praying

They be askin' why I'm so cold 'Coz 187 is a crime code
Better know that I'll die for it 
Go to jail and do some time for it 
Illuminati, I'ma sign for it
When I fucken rap I bust a cap, on every sec 
I brake a leg on every set Like percocetts
I make u snap Just face the facts I got em like nikka who the f*ck is that 
That came with that crazy swagg 
Crazy act, crazy dab crazy wait... (I forgot sumin)
Oh that crazy raps... man I'm Lyrically insane
I'm feeling it in my brain Its running through in veins, its pain nikka 
I'm coming through in the game 'Coz everybody is lame 
Nobody taking the blame... shame nikka 
Shame on you, shame on her Shame on him, shame on them 
Tell a friend, ask your mom Ask your dad, ask them how 
Ask them where, ask them when... its Rare Trust me its Rare 
That a young boy from a small town is the man over here 
Gotta do what I gotta do, jus' to make sure this my year I'ma show no fear
I'ma show no tear, i'ma show no love 
Want a brand new wip want a brand new crib 
Wanna go on a trip, on a plane share a seat with my moms 
Taking you back to the old me Damn my music so cons oling 
Throw a shout out to my hommies

Shout out my hommies in Up town 
They're the reason I'm on top now 
Man I'm still holding the block down 
And I'm never ever gonna stop now 
They posing for my pictures with my crown 
I let my lyrics rip it off If there's hoes and there's snitches in my crowd 
I make a call and call it off Bitch I'ma Boss I ain't Meek Mill or Rick Ross 
But I'm one hell of a force You already done lost I'm Jimmy-Jimmy with the sauce 
U gon' see me on them tours Its swagg to the core 
And I'm getting more and more of people that show me love than before 
And I gotta score more or people that show me love won't support If I face a 
Wall I'ma break It 'Coz I swore to God I'ma make it 
In fact he was the one who told me if I get an opportunity 
I should take it... (Say it!) 

Got alotta faith... Got alotta hate But I gotta debate 
Just to keep this shit on my plate I do n't f*ck with no fake 
Always keepin' shit straight Everybody got a date 
But they push back coz of my tape 

You gotta wait for "The Great"
You gotta wait for "The Great"

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