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Just know when the lights go
Those niggas you might call friends
Might leave you to die when the night's cold and
You need em' but think "I'm on my own then"
I'll make it easy
Don't come runnin' back when you need me
Don't you even clap when you see me on the TV
I been spittin' facts for a minute you ain't see me
I was doin' rap in 6th grade best believe me
Papers blue and black for the beats that i would speak in
Niggas stabbed my back and how could i forget that
When I get my bag don't ask for indirect tax,
No blinkin', I'm tryna' put the crucifix on Lincolns
A Daredevil fuckin' up the kingpin
I'm tryna' make a milli off of thinkin'
Tell you what you what it really is this ship ain't ever sinkin'
No Jehovah's Witness but i do stay on a mission
Sippin' on that D'Ussé rollin' up a couple swishers
Maybe I'm too different
People in my city talk about me but don't listen
But I can't feel no ways because they missin' out on gifted
Yeah i know this song been plenty of that talk your shit maybe
But i know I'm lit man
For now i stay out the way
Go head and run up the plays
I hope i bettered your day
And now I'll stay out the way
For now I'll stay out the way
I try tell it like it is
But somethings always gotta give
I try tell it like it is
But somethings always gotta give
I try tell it like it is
But somethings always gotta give
I try tell it like it is, ah
Let me tell you something you already know
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are
it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it

Facts
Yeah
Hi-hi-hi-hi-hitting up my contacts, hope I didn't distract you but bro, on god
I hope that you be tuning in to it, no need to misconstrue it

OMGRC, you're spitting facts
I do but don't apologize for thinking that it's clever how I put these rhymes together
Debating whether or not I should walk onto the harbor
Hanging out with Flapjack, that's facts

Indirect tax, gotta go and reenact a hijack
Where my fucking shrine at
Doubling implication, thought I saw you at the station
Bitch, don't put me in that situation, work on your communication

As of now, you do not got no explanation
I'm just saying, I stick to doing everything that I do for the bigger nation
I'm a lover, not a hater or a fighter
Nothing I say about Cap anymore

Look fam, I really figured it out
Bitch, I ain't no Chris Brown or Busta, but
Look at me now endow ego gon' plow right through the fucking devil
Love I couldn't allow

May ask, how is it that I have no interest in what's beneath her panties
Honestly, no time to see through them
Like a sorcerer, no enforcer
Love is out of order, like a mental disorder

I'm a hoarder, bitch, you can't afford her
So, red flag, red flag, that's facts
If she think I'm not okay, I kind of want to lie and let her figure it out
O-K-A-K, survey

Stay away, okay
Cliché, fine I'll disassociate, I D.C. see
I got my own thing going on every day
Like I listen to the same songs over and over again

Memorizing all of the news in the industry
So, it is very clear to see a bit of general relativity
But look up, I swear that I can keep it real
No appeal, do a deal

Ran up on O'Neal, reveal unreal
Bitch, I'm in a squeal
Tell me, what is the ordeal
Do you need me to dial up the wambulance

I know you scandalous
So, L oh well, money on a motel
Rebel, I'm well
So, it is what it is

Like, whatever, bitch
I have no interest in splitting up my dividends
I didn't want to do it, so I didn't didn't get into it
Like I'm Doja Cat or something, all love

Super bumming
Got me slumped, all love
G, or lord, am I high
Why?
Right now I'm probably off a xanny
You know my bitch really a baddie
Right now I'm probably off a xanny
You know my bitch really a baddie
She want me to be her daddy
Man these niggas really catty
Indirects I thought you ganging
She gon' eat it up like candy
One day I'm finna get a grammy
We all know that you ain't banging
Oh my God, they so catty
Know what im on, please don't ask me
Renji in the backseat
These niggas so pussy, think they need a maxi
Fuck the government, why you always tryna tax me?
Got all these bags that I'm trynna collect
And that nigga keep dissing but its indirect
Got that respect that I'm trynna protect 
So a hating ass nigga won't have an effect 
Im bout my money I need all my checks 
And I need it in cash so a nigga can flex
Say I won't make it thats what niggas stress
Tell them out up the bread and they don't wanna bet

Yea, I just want cash off the backend
I ain't really worried bout the next man
Bad bitch yellow paceman
If he want a feature imma tax him
If we in a race know I lapped him 
If he did me wrong can't dap him
That bitch a bird yea I see how she flappin'
I do this rap shit do this on the daily 
I hit her once like I'm Tracy McGrady 
Said I hit her once now she think she my baby
I told that girl that she gotta be crazy
New leather jackets feel like its the 80's
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes 
Twelve thousand on me I feel like I'm Brady
She gon throw it back on me 
Like I'm the quarterback its a flee flicker
Its no cap on me 
Ask anybody man I'm that nigga
Audi matte black on me 
And the car real fast so it cost six figures
I don't want that girl with me
If her booty ain't fat and the crew can't get her

She say she mad cause she ain't get purse ahh nah
Niggas hate on you till they know your worth ahh nah
I swear this rapping a blessing and curse ahh nah
They say that they love you and pray for your worst ahh nah

Got all these bags that I'm trynna collect
And that nigga keep dissing but its indirect
Got that respect that I'm trynna protect 
So a hating ass nigga won't have an effect 
Im bout my money I need all my checks 
And I need it in cash so a nigga can flex
Say I won't make it thats what niggas stress
Tell them out up the bread and they don't wanna bet

Dont wanna bet don't wanna bet
Watch how I fuck up a check
Flawless baguettes flawless baguettes 
I left a stain on my neck
I cannot rest I cannot rest 
Im still trynna be the best 
You settle for less you settle for less
Cause you playing checkers in chess
Im killing these niggas I swear that I'm grieving
I got all this drip so I'm sick like I'm sneezing 
Please watch your back because some niggas scheming 
And some niggas switching like they doing treason
Hit her one time and you know that I'm leaving 
If she get to swinging you know that I'm weaving 
Cop pulled me over he said I was speeding 
I said its not my fault you can't catch a demand
And I got drip like sea 
All of my shoes double C
Nigga can't hate on me
Niggas be cap like knee 
Trynna get the green no tea
Features better pay that fee
Ill make her sing like glee

She say she mad cause she ain't get purse ahh nah
Niggas hate on you till they know your worth ahh nah
I swear this rapping a blessing and curse ahh nah
They say that they love you and pray for your worst ahh nah

Got all these bags that I'm trynna collect
And that nigga keep dissing but its indirect
Got that respect that I'm trynna protect 
So a hating ass nigga won't have an effect 
Im bout my money I need all my checks 
And I need it in cash so a nigga can flex
Say I won't make it thats what niggas stress
Tell them out up the bread and they don't wanna bet
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
I got the sales I got the money all I need is the drugs
I don't fuck with middlemen cuz most them niggas a bluff
You only get to meet the plug when you be spending enough
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
Point me in the right direction and I'm buying it up
They say the prices they get lower if you buying enough
Cuz I was ridin through the city trying to find me a plug
I'm a dealer with no plug baby I'm fucked up
My phone dry and the competition won't let up
I step up
And I wet up
The next up
I'm the best up
And I take shots from vest up
Believe in me baby
Know I'm good with the recipe baby
No texting me baby
But you can get the tech for free baby
I'm all in my zone
Serve me now
Get all on my chrome
All in your dome
A lost nigga needing a zone
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
I got the sales I got the money all I need is the drugs
I don't fuck with middlemen cuz most them niggas a bluff
You only get to meet the plug when you be spending enough
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
Point me in the right direction and I'm buying it up
They say the prices they get lower if you buying enough
Cuz I was ridin through the city trying to find me a plug
Streets is dry
Ain't got ask no questions I already know why
Election time
Seizing drugs at ports of course increase the crime
Got me upset
Since I buy in bulk I don't deal with connects
They indirect
I got clientele i need my source direct
Now do da math
Every day without the work I'm losing cash
But it don't last
You either holding what you got or trying to tax
I'm miles ahead
Prices fluctuate
So I stack the bread
No I ain't scared
Married to the streets like a newlywed
Cuz in my head
I hear jeezy yelling trapping ain't dead
These niggas scared
Pistol by the bed
With the infrared
A thoroughbred
I think they be scared
They think I'm a rob em
If i got money whats the problem
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
I got the sales i got the money all i need is the drugs
I don't fuck with middlemen cuz most them niggas a bluff
You only get to meet the plug when you be spending enough
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
Point me in the right direction and I'm buying it up
They say the prices they get lower if you buying enough
Cuz i was ridin through the city trying to find me a plug
Trying to find me a plug
Trying to find me a plug
Trying to find me
I was riding through the city trying to find me a plug
I'm tryna stay tax 3 like the clothing says
I'll ying dat for the price of zero zero
Man's got smoke for dem
Man don't know for the indirects
I swear that dankos already been cheffed
Matter of fact he's up in my benz
Put him up in the sky
I Swear it was easy the way dem man jet
Like this zk make me walk wid a bop
Don't think that I'm forcing it im boring it if I see me a opp ima do it like lights tryna switch man off im tryna leave holes in a man like crocs
Or im tryna leave samurai cuts in a tops
Switcha man got my name for what
Yeah my hearts fully in and I'm fully on

I just made me a drink when I stepped in colly
Where's dat dotty use dat properly
Dip splash no you ain't on me
Just made paper now she's on me
Did I do that dirt well probably what g
Only for beard don't watch me
Hands on bruck back when i wanna pop gs
Spot gs then it's on sight can't stop me

Idk bout brushing a paigon
If I see my man den I go check dat
Hands on my waist if he try do the mad ting
Backing my yeah then I might try I might try wet dat
Then man hop back on in the car
Rappin to bro did you see man cheff dat
Stretch dat man trip up get dead ahk
opp boys lying dem man don't step ahk
Man swing Rambos for the chatting chattings
If it's my bro 100% uno I'll back it
Splashed it while broski grabbed him call that one partnership were active
Two man step on a back road
Pedal trips riding no lacking man can't wait till I catch him

I'm getting kinda good at shit
I'm sure that she's full of this shit
When I catch him bro I'm gonna bully this kid
I know for real he ain't really wid this
If it's done yeah I'm sure I gotta fill up this clip
I know that I'm fully on piss
She wanna go silly on this
Arch ur back lemme put this Willy in this
Bop bop I still bop with my ramz when I wanna go there fuck dat lets go round there
I wanna get sauce on my brand new Yh
I beg mam stop and stare
I swear I got juice on my wallabies
Shave that down like man don't care
RIP up ur goosey or a mans moncler
No injuries because
My goals are a stretch
I've been chasing
My success
You niggas chasing
Your friends
I get praised for my
Ambition
Never settle for less
Keeping up with me is like
Dodging the angel of death
I'm in a different lane
I never dealt with traffic
But when I put my foot on
The gas they know
It's a hazard
When I start spitting
These rookies stop rapping
They're inconsistent
I'm being consistent
Writing classics
Indirect training
Mentoring MC's
If I stop writing I'm sure
Their pads will be empty
Stay inside the studio dodging
Hate and the envy
Starting making beats
Because of trash producers
Would send me
Started taking it serious
When I saw these jokes
Jumping on the mic it really
Had my thoughts provoked
Hurdled over them when
Really they weren't obstacles
Bars awoke fire in the
House we call it arsenal
Burning everything down
Tell me who's the king now
Rap game is up against the
Wall I keep it pinned down
I swallow my pride and wash
It down when I sip brown
Flexing on the gram
But reparations
Looking thin now
Self-made I'm a boss
That's a fact
I own rights to all my beats
All my mixes all my raps
Want a milly all in stacks
Pockets filled and looking
Fat
Fuck the lottery I'll earn it
All for real and pay my tax
Fuck the points
I'm just here for the game
Rappers don't remain
Poised because they're
Here for the fame
This thing's about
Longevity and
Building a name
But you want the shortcuts
Cutting short all your gains
I took ownership been myself
Owned the shit
Stopped being afraid of
Whatever
And got it over with
Built my composure
And frame
Now i'm molding it
Realized that blazing
A path is what
Being a loner is
I'm a lone wolf and
I been crying
Dropping buckets on
The court
That's how I'm arriving
Niggas ceilings looking
Short I'm
Watching from the sky
Watch me because I
Morph
Into what the divine is
You can call me
Your highness
You can call me
The greatest
I'm aware that it's timing
So I don't say it I'm patient
Look I'm tired of
Calling niggas out
Because when I shed
Light on their seeds
I see niggas sprout
I look right at
My mother and
See she's feeling proud
I look at these girls
And know
That they're still aroused
This song is for
Anybody that
Was still in doubt
It never weighed on
Me because
I can only feel the
Crown
It's fucked up when
Someone else's
Light dims you
Feeling shaky in
Your skin it must
Mess with your mental
It probably erases hope
For you
Building credentials
And you use the excuse
To stop chasing
Like you're meant to
I get praised for things
That used
Used to be comic
All of it is ironic
I never listened
To comments
Spitting that corona
Flow hoping
That you don't vomit
When you see me
High up just
Don't mistake me
For a comet
It takes three minutes
Thirty three seconds
To wipe away your
Years of writing
And making an effort
No games I came to
Deliver
You all a message
By the lord himself
It seems
I'm the earthly blessing
Super human super nature
Half man half amazing
See me through your
Telescope
And you'll be stargazing
Don't have time
For the debaters
I'll embrace all of
The haters
Make investments
With the paper
On a calm basis
I'm the best out
Expect me
Because i'm coming
Confidence is peaking
Don't need external
Discussion yeah
I'm the best out
Expect me
Because i'm coming
Confidence is peaking
Don't need external
discussion
'Cuz I don't

Recently, I've been transitioning from a roadman to a roadman that raps
So I had to get used to the camera a bit, I'm racing back to the flats
Cuh USPS left the vacuum packs in the bin
Meanwhile still the man of the family I can't speak mad with my nans listenin'
I am not used to the hate but I am handling it
Too many rumours, not enough facts
Too many groupies, not enough gang
Too many snapchats, not enough cash
To many middlemen, not enough plugs
Everyone trying to boss, ain't got enough stats
You don't know stress 'till you gotta pay tax
And the credits' card done, but you got to pay it back
I make my girl rich, like fuck a wage gap

Whatever you're going through, you're gonna figure it out (just don't crash)
Can't rush greatness, things that they're doing for clout (will not last)
Don't sell yourself for no silly amounts (don't die for cash)
Outside not nice, you gotta be in and be out (to make it back)
Life's hard, Jah Know
Friends don't wanna see you progress
So I don't follow, you just gotta live life and don't stress
'Cuz our times borrowed
Same people you think are supporting today
Are haters tomorrow
But do you care?
King
Music that glorifies and promotes violence with guns, knives
Or drugs and that includes all this gangsta rap, that's it
We march again and we're gonna keep on marching

I make your mouthpiece obese like Delores
While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee
Eating all the bark with Gargamel off of the cherry tree
King of the dark art, all is pale compared to me
Let the hail from the evil word flip hath fury
While hip-hop stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF jewelry
I enter into a different intuitiveness on instruments
I just whiplash new beats
You just the next wave to catch a crazy catchphrase
I'm just a neck brace to the next crazy contestant who should step to me, net pay
Tell paparazzi I'm charging sales tax to media
In order to picture these digits, press will have to capture Loch Ness
On the back of a hellcat or capture a meteor
Me, I left from the frying pan like the Devil's last ingredient
While Jesus wept I made boss music flunkies relate to
Better each time I came through like I held back the previous
Look, I'm the real thang
These niggas just here to provide dangerous detail
If any of y'all MCM's is any flyer than me here
These niggas listen to sign language, probably speak Braille
Me, I'm just about to stick my dick in the dirt
Either that or a model, these Ether raps are the Bible
I'm gon' relapse for a bottle or being a asked as a gotto
Relax for a throttle
One of the last living rap forefathers who wouldn't ask for a dollar
My style lethal ferocious
Streaming out your club when your single drop
Like a single drop of blood off the beak of a vulture
Uh, I broke my key off in the car door
Just as I was on my way to score a quarter key off of Ardmore
I'm an angel at squalor
My threshold for pain goes farther than a marine who's been ordered to war
So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a quarter a to four
Somebody ask me for change for a dollar
While I spray your ass with four different fours
More layers than 44 exotic velours
Vocabulary lords sicker than Herbie's recording thesaurus
The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning before fornicating the Lord
They gave birth to me 44 days later drinking a 40 at the coroner's door
Therefore, this is more than just my dormitory
This is the safe place I come to look Benjamin in the face
So when you gon' end up getting ate?
Gotta sneak this in the bar, no indirect

Yeah we got it from the ground up
Now these niggas and bitches wan' be around us
Ooh mama, I ain't fuckin' with these niggas no more
And I ain't fuckin' with these bitches no more
Now it's time to get it right, get it right
Yeah, made something out of nothin'
All these girls, they wanna spend the night, spend the night
But I'm givin' all my love to the game, to the game (oh no)
See, if you plant a seed you can eat breakfast
But to achieve substance, the route is so indirect that it's
Allowing another to dictate with their own checklist
With no respect for the planet every man is living reckless
I felt this pain at an early age and so in rage I chose to live this
Existence in the name of resistance
From the selfishness of humans that put their own greediness
Before the will of what's feeding this
The energy of the planet, I know you're feeling it, aren't you feeling this?

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