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20/20
20/20
20/20
20/20

It's goin' down
Not now but right now
By now you know the sound
It's dilation, cats with 20/20

I tell nickel and dimers try
to me, and I gotta make it real
Gotta let her know just how I feel

Now there she goes again, driving by
I hit my horn she throws her beams on high
I put
skin in the Bentley
Graveyard shift at the Denny's
North side plenty, south side pennies
I vote Yeezus/Deez Nuts 2020
You want to run a country? that
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
out its real 
that's when they heart pumps fear 
The real remains the weak will disappear 
My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear 
911 style
Down in Decatur
Where the haters get shown

Ride around the spots 
Where the pot gets grown
Now I'm feelin blowed
Smoke by the zone

Misfit dudes
and a bur
And after I'm finished you know I'mma drink some mur
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin', listen
I spot them chickens never slippin' like
the days, but let's just say five
Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job
So cry for me, wild for me
It's a horror story, eyes 20/20s that
alright
My visions funny, though 20-20’s my hindsight
Bad bitches with me, real niggas with me
Whole ghetto with me mixin' kettle with the simply
Like
the fuck shot 2pac? 
Real gs never die
In the California sunshine
Who the fuck shot 2pac?
Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit
Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah I’m back in this bitch
And you don’t gotta like it but
California can't stick your dick in everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or suppress you
It's the 90's
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)

100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
this rap game with these wicked rap skills 
And ain't far from makin' Gs ta makin' mills 
I'm a treal B.G. uptown hard hitter 
On the real my nigga
Come on I'll take you on a journey through the mind of a madman
With the common misconception that he's got an ace in his upper hand
Sees 20/20
people stare when I walk up to the plane
I got Gs, I got dough
I've got keys to the Rolls
I got KK by the O

Luxury flows, I've got luxury flows
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then
Smokin' weed I never trail, I lead
Spendin' dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
But these are the things real players do
Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man

Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
I
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
I

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