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an incision
I gotta plan with precision
Bout every choice and decision
Niggas searching, they fishin
They steady praying and wishing
For me to walk on my pivot

stick like I'm about to fish
Terroristic, when I hit my pivot
All my whips exquisite
I just go to tripping, get the clicking, blew the whole suspension

wicked 
Grew up in them trenches momma made sure we stayed on a pivot
And a pot to piss in 
Won't go back tho now our plans precision always stayed on point

bitch

Got 33 up in that clip
Mama you can call me "Scottie Pippen"
Mama I be shootin' with precision, knock my opp right off his pivot
Like Jason Kidd I

you walk away
So don't walk away
Stay

(Ooh-whoa) my Marilyn Monroe, but the modern day
(Ooh-whoa) don't let all these lights and colors on you go

magia alrededor
Ahora sé por qué
Lo blanco y negro se hizo color
El mundo gira sin precisión
Que sea eterno mientras dure
El brillo siempre lo pones vos

Attachments on top and the bottom hold 50
I said, "Never get knocked
Down off your pivot", uh
Nigga, don't double dribble
And don't ever forget we them niggas

We winnin
Been doin this shit for a minute
Can't knock me off of my pivot
We winnin
Since the beginning
And don't see no limits
We in it to win it my

lying, speak with precision
Stop buying what they teach in the prisons
Don't be deceived pick truth over fiction
They say that Christianity's a White Man's

pivot
Niggas hating dodging picks on defense
Shoot with precision, when the shit get ignorant
Clocks ticking, quick decisions, don't get caught dribbling

Nigga imma hustler cant be off my pivot
Walk up on niggas to show them who did it
I'm pushing the cat yea i'm pushing the limit
I was down bad ain't

Money money money
Thats all we know all we getting
In color the way living
Take aim I hit wit precision
Money money money
I get it try take it from

hard to see true colors when I'm blinded my vision
So persistent
Even if I'm limping, you can't knock me off my pivot

No
You can't knock me off my pivot

This ain't tennis
Cause you won't admit it
You in your feelings
Get out your feelings
She know I like balder than Krillin
Stay on my pivot
Pray for them

thinking I'm distant
No amount but I ran up a ticket
Better watch how you move and you pick it
Move around with that mic imma pivot
And the roll in my

pivot
And still a knock a nigga out
Oh please don't get this shit here twisted
I still run off with niggas bitches
Free me leave this pain behind
But I

Beat him bad with precision like Canelo
In the streets undefeated like Mayweather
Big 40 glock got 30 rounds sound
Like bad weather all black ski

spitting that propane (hot)
Shooter got no name (brr)
Promise he hitting
He got some precision so don't say the wrong thing
They use to ignore me
(They use

Chorus:
Heart froze know I probably never love another,
Thank God, you showed me you true colors

Broke the code, love that ni@@a like he my brother,

pivot, do what you gon' fuckin' do,

Suicide my doors, then I paint the color blue
Got my niggas on my side, so how I'm posed to lose
When you winnin',

though
I’m standing tall on my pivot like I just ain’t go
I give it all to the finish I bet we won’t go broke
So pour up that drink
Roll up that smoke

Stare into the black hole images of castles
Vivid like a fractal
I make my demands and I don't
Do it like an asshole pivot like an axle
Looser than

Praise to the color red
Thank the sun for our daily bread
Praise to the color orange
For the fruits for which we forage
Cheers to the color yellow

I been poppin’ bottles, chasin’ commas, in my zone
Holdin’ out on models ‘cause their drama got me blown
Stick to who gon’ follow ‘cause true colors