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If I ain't doing nothing
You can bet I'm doing this
This shit should alarm you
Like two slit wrist
On that quiet kid
You pushed yesterday
I ain't have the time
But the young man set today
Who's up next to play
This game we call life
Can end all in one night
So be careful who you pipe
If that ain't your wife
You best let that slide
Drive bye's happen daily
I know it sounds crazy
That's just cause you ain't play me
Till now
So break that shit down
Roll that shit up
Blaze till you cough barf or hiccup
I know it ain't the best
But it's my favorite pick up
I'm dealing with some stress
Spent my dollars at the strip club
A nigga using money trying to get love
Sounds funny don't it
So tell me why your favorite rapper
Get signing bonus
To buy a Rolex
Car keys that he holding
Balling like he's Kobe
All this shit he's showing
While yo ass keep scrolling
Through time lines
Thinking I'm fine
On the shitter
Like man I'm such a quitter
Whatever
F*ck literature
I'm lit I'm sure
You heard
The way I curve my words
The hip hop nerd
No longer
Let you work his nerves
I hit all curves and barriers
At full speed
I'll come and bury ya
If you need
Oh trust indeed
I shutdown your whole league
Who leads if everyone scores
My scores scorch
Every rhyme I torch
Ad-libs more important
Then the metaphors
A bunch of rats
That's what's the fucking cheddars for
A bunch of straps
Got them saying let's be friends
Little fags acting like lesbians
I know that ain't a satchel
I see that got to tax you
Don't be in Cali trying bang on wax who
Do these lil rascals
Think they juicing
Big ol' ears boy
Looking real fucken goofy
Young Lou
Still out here just hooping
Post up
Run Blocks
Nigga keep shooting
The steel so ruthless
Like my aunt Ruth's
Oldest son
We the chosen ones
I'll put a hole in something
Let me just hold the gun
I'm aiming for the lungs
When I smoke my blunts
They super stuffed
Like the crust on my pizzas
Won't do no features
I do it myself
Follow procedures
Securing the belt
The champ is home
She's damp I'm stoned
While I'm rolling
Driving like I stole it
No one can control me
Although at times I'm lonely
I can always blow tree
F*ck chicken heads like poultry
Poe up while I write poetry
Until they notice me
I'm globally a fucking problem
I dare a f*ck nigga, try to fucking rob me
Brains get blown back like zombies
It's M.O.B young Gotti
You slobs so sloppy
Wonder why they jocking
Taking hoes from bros
Homes
I suppose I'm flocking

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