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know
Kick it like judo
How many bottles of XO
Chibuzo flip through the back door
Switching lane in a Range Ro
Steady just getting the Peso
Niggas are

Things cannot be the same
Ever since the government shot at close range
At the lekki tollgate was a rampage
When the news broke
All the pain that I

keep antennas, swivel, scanning, I got numbers, I got letters
Man, I put this shit together, I was good, but now I'm better

Stoneman waist-deep, wading,

got connects at the range, hot metal
We out
Connect the dot, say Bean, we level it out
Pushin beams through your window, scanning
Your house
We even

81, 82, 83, 84, uh
Miles per hour, maybe a foot more
Silently scanning the threshold
For a rogue lane switcher
With a "baby on board" sticker
They

to the function bitch we ran it
Running up some digits an we scanning
Fucking up some checks doin damage
Open scars ripping off the bandage 
Whipping foreign cars

a cat stare, infrared scanning the block
You could be innocent but J attacks, ready or not
You ready to rock, I'm venomous, you ready to rot
Or we can put

never did scamming
Keep the 40 on me in case the sig jam up
Extended clip it do big damage
Green light looking like the shits scanning
Hold up i know this

a good time to change
If you are scanning a wider range
Now I see... infinity is not real

Take my hand, don't let me walk all alone
You can see

Playa raps hittin' similar to white rafts
Struck awfully hard when my flows go
Scanning like weather maps for staxx
But a dawg Bizarre like Therapy

Panoramic camera view
See it like mechanics do
Eyes up under your hood
My neighbour scanning you
Life is 3D, don't need it on my TV
Still whistle like Tweety?

Rising up from the flats looking out on the prairie
Calling down from the clouds I slip into a daydream
Well I've been feeling just out of range

the enemy's radar signals the
Third is interference outside the
Defense zone provide
Long range jamming for one's own
Combat operations, grasp the advantage

with you and me
Scanning every room we in to see if we lock eyes and then we see
It's been like that since first day I met you
I swear to God you been

Down the street at Shades bar, that same daydream
You’re scanning the horizon from the top of a light brown, palomino horse
wearing a buckskin suit

Forgot her bloody birthday card,
She'll leave me man, she might as well,
Forgot her bloody birthday card.

I get to the garage,
Panic scanning the rack,
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