No Massiah

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How many times do you see someone pull it like that
Hold up, I'm chasing the bag
Pull up, I'm painting my city I'm back
I play all that life dealt me in my hand
Still fresh with the black on black on black
Take my patience for the slack
About time I snapped
I snap

I'm not sinning, I'm feeding the fire
Hands been dirty, no Massiah
I quit walking on the wire
Ride or don't you hit my line up
I just notice when I'm quieter
I get dirty, I'm no Massiah
You spill gas, I bring the lighter

I don't remember the last time I felt shit
Finding the one who can stand like it's kinship
When they get close I'm pushing for distance
Tags on my name, I cannot fake this
If we don't talk it's cause you were wasting my time
We're on the call, you were pushing my limit all night
Pushing my limit all night

Got one dream now look at me pour
Got no time I'm rushing the boat
I need more than 24
All I've seen is all I know
If you're real you gotta prove
With a cross-hair on the back
My dawgs won't tell on for no cash
Got a team they're all on board

Your day 1s ain't worth the stones, I don't need no vvs's
Had to leave some in the rear though, everyone can't live on edges
Hope I ride back to my home in R34 on BBS's
Get my head above the ghetto
Get that bag, it's all the same old

I'm not sinning, I'm feeding the fire
Hands been dirty, no Massiah
I quit walking on the wire
Ride or don't you hit my line up
I just notice when I'm quieter
I get dirty, I'm no Massiah
You spill gas, I bring the lighter

A mistake's all it takes, no warnings
Raise a fist for the missed, no mourning
They woundn't stick the shits, I called it
Lost my head and nobody found me
Running ahead, I lost all my boundaries
Needed the check, it felt like bounty
On my head, when I look around me
Gunnin' for more, jeez look around me

Get me twice, that shit's foreign to me, look
Played me nice, you think so, while I keep a ruger on a hook
Every time you lie, I love it, when I go behind your truth
Shift to sunny sides, throwing shade when I hit the boom
As I pull up to my room
All this dirt, need a broom
At the arcade, I been playing
Gave you all in to assume
I love being on my field, she loves playing all the games
Ain't no false fantasies, we act the cinnamon play
Take my shots on the scene, shit's gonn' hit one today

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