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Got a big bag like grandad
Got a sixth man if I'm playin bad
Piggy get the bayonet
I was in a bonnet wit my bae and nem
Got the flow tighter than H&M
Man, I fucking hate a Federale
I ain't never seen em make nothin better
Can we do somn instead of them?
I was set on lining up the planets
Stead of settlin
Let it settle in
While I tell you bout the residence

Where I'm from, ain't a lotta ways
I been gone, not a lot has changed
Off and on cuz my mind'll change
When I'm not at home, then I'm outta place
I see a ghost wit a smiley face
They want me to choke but I gotta breathe
I brought out a whole nother side of me
Cuz this shit mean a lot to me
Compliments got to me

I wasn't cheesin at niggas
I bearin my teeth at these niggas
They don't understand
I couldn't speak to these niggas
I got me a heat-seeking missle
I don't even aim
I couldn't beef wit a nigga
That couldn't compete wit a nigga
Cuz what would I gain?
They put a sheet on my nigga
Now they can't say shit to a nigga
Cuz nothin the same

No hands how I'm whipping the car
No cramps in my style I'm a star
No fakin, yo, it's just how we are
Briefcase wit my suit, Tony Stark
Need papers, Imma run to the store
Just wait for the juice if you parched
No drinks but I sit on the bar
Sensei when I'm spitting a bar
Night vision how I see in the dark

Night vision how I see in the dark
No hands how I'm whipping the car
Sensei when I'm spitting a bar

No fakin, yo, it's just how we are
It's K.O.

I feel like Mega Man
They should put "rap" on my letterman
These niggas cap, I'm a veteran
Black like a Enderman
We return wack shit to sender, man
I be too high to remember, man
When it get ignorant
I keep it cool like a ceiling fan
I pay my dues
You pay attention
I just been hustling
Fresher shit ushering in
I couldn't get stuck where I been

I'm from The Land
Take bands and leave you where you stand
Or lay if you play wit my mans
We jacking like Chan
We packing the Backwood wit grams
And crafting the raps for the fans
I'm showing my ass
I'm showing the rings on my hands
My fingertips clean and they red
Hold the beat for ransom
I need the green in my hand
Or you'll never see me again

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