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different flows
I'm covered by the blood of Jesus Christ got it from head to toe
Don't be afraid to make some moves Might pop off you just never know
Only got

This is that new bap musicA couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap
Whenever I throw down, the pronoun, these days, its Pro now
My ascension from

weed
Five years of state probation
100 days for a violation
23 hour lockdown for 2 weeks
But you know
I'm still coming down Penn Avenue smoking as usual

moves
I feel like Bron James how a nigga get hate cuz they can't do what I do
If I had a long day don't get in my face lil bitch go count these blues
She

I knew you since the dawn of time
What was yours was also mine
Days went by, I saw you smile
At least a hundred times
I thought that we were

2
By fourteen went to 13 different schools
I cant even count how many times a nigga moved
And Im used to being hungry so I still dont eat
Know you

Stay 100 to the core, feeling like Wilt
You can knock me down, but I stand tall like Stilts
I’m dressed to the nines, I ain’t talking bout kilts
I speak

fuck with no bitch
Man I Might sign a deal just so I can go away
And I Been offer one but I won’t say the name
Hundred thousand on the wrist and you know

Go standing at 6' 6" 
One hundred and eighty eight 
Frost boss jones 
I'm cold as my birthday 
First day second month
First verse second blunt
Told

what we all about
If you know the name that's free clout
If you day one I stand by you
Keep your 10 toes on the ground

You ain't really gotta like me
So

gotta be a hit)
I feel like an awful person
'Cause end of the day we're forcing love
That don't exist
We both know that this is going to end
Its only time

bout a bag soon as the day comes
Went and glued that mindset to my head just like a lace-front
Gone and check each pocket, dubs and hundreds we don't

These so called hard rappers don't be on man time
Gossip like a bitch act feminine on Instagram live
I gotta code that stand by and die for
Since

aye
They said I should give rapping a pass
But watch me go wild with no beat
Still gon' be singing for days
But don’t get it twisted
Your boy got that

weight up so I had to do the impossible
Speakin on my name thats foul we bring them choppers out
Pull up to ya crib extendos 100 rounds
You bitches want me

like E.Honda with hundred hand slaps
Del dropped the syllabus, now we in the advanced class

In high school I played this boy 
Out the golden Zelda

Wait
Look mama I’m on straight by myself nobody helped
I did it all on my own
Wait
These niggas bothered they won’t even say
See me in person can’t

Cuz it gave me fire
For the den i trap
Cuz it made me fire
Proof now I stand
By myself
No way in hell
I gon run right back
No stackin shelves
LoneWolf,

need again
I can murk any beating beat like a speeding train
On the track I be serving you heat and everything
Fair game
Hurricane when I blow by
That

These bitches wanna fuck i know for a fact cause i’m going up
I’m getting bigger by the day i need a bag just to show up
I'm heading back to the trap if

a nigga with some funds 
Two tone range I'm embarrassed to meet you for lunch 
Uncle told me you could always judge a nigga by his ones 
I mean ya day ones

you really need to want some more
Every day pull up to school
Stand up the flow I keep it cool
I feel like a tiger got stuck in the zoo
Killing haters

was yesterday
When I came up
I came up
A little bit older
Three hundred and sixty-five Degrees
Around the sun
I just begun
I've already won
This is that

up on a
Couple hundred
Half a ticket nigga
I would play big bank take lil bank
Might have to kill a nigga
'Cause if I pull out all the red fifties
You