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Marquee made the beat
We on the way up
Keep your head on the swivel
When you get your cake up
Charge with the king
Legendary battles end with one

principle
Either that or they just bitches by impulse

(Yeah)
And maybe my pride will get in the way of success
But I’d rather lose the bag from a nigga who

comes to mind when i'm on my flows
You might hate me
Just because my mind is twisted
But i'm r.a.p
Roll a bat as i get lifted
Rappers can't see
Why i'm so

Disrespecting the art and humiliating the mic
Even the beat be like, get me out of ear and sight
I know they have the paper but that shouldn’t give them the right

motherfucker tell you what to do
All the time, I forget he one of the threats
He don't really go with the flow, surrounded by snow, I know this so common

some
Bit of myself when I'm day drunk
And I ain't what I thought I was but I face up
To my problems
Get a pay stub, still I wake up with the faint

You ain't done enough
Better cut back on them blunts
And start puttin' that money up
BBL with the titties lifted up
Let me fuck
Let me hit it while I

Shot number six (Oh)
I should send this back I need to be realistic
But I threw it back I'm bout to get real lifted (Yeah)
(Ah) Now I really feel like my

Light it up get access to my brain I can never hack in to the main frame 
Pain has always been what I embrace but spark it up and watch what I create

I've been gifted with a chance to be lifted by you
What a lucky girl I am
What a magical getaway
I'm not even the type to be filled with jealousy

right
You drive me crazy might catch a D.U.I
Cos I'm tossed up for your love potion
Twisted, I'm trippy, finna get lit girl
Lets get lifted ohhh
I could

of others, but no feelings for me
I tried telepathy but his receivers are down
This gone be the toughest mountain I ever lifted off the ground

I'm tryna get

Don't get jealous, homie, you just need to recognize
No one cares how high you're lifting, that's how you get them thighs
Every time my bass hits, she's

of struggle. Troubles bug us
But we must get up & bust through'em, provin' to each other
That we love each other. Find that we the truest to one another
Not just

we’re given is forever stuck with the label addicted
We would pay attention but we’re too busy tryna get lifted
Miss Mary Mary February I’m in love with

on, you might get addicted
I might of been handling business, I might of been just getting lifted
I might of like them blue stripes, trying to stack'em

Or the arrow that fly by day
If I can see with the mind I can get ‘em when I pray
Then ama go grab ‘em with a haste 

I say Rex Rex Rex Rex Rex
Rex on it no

The many who were fooled by their Pastor
Who couldn't get the metaphor of Pollux and Castor
Only saw mythology
Even though they have Theology
Confirming that

getting all of my time
I'm a solo rider baby that's my style
Soon as I get it painted black I might need a strap
Cause in the wicked westside it's on like

and nights on the hub
Then said I wasn't addicted
GOD said stop I wouldn't listen
He said I rose again yo shackles already been lifted
I finally get it

Can't

Place you on my lips and immediately
I get lifted
You always switch my persona
Got that funky aroma
Smell you in the air, so hot
Like the springs

how I'm lasting long
You can tell she happy when I'm finished off
Get along with the misfits
I ain't regular, keep it shifted
Mind lifted, bright

average (That's real)
It gets dangerous when all I see is jealousy (All I see is Jealousy)
Inhaling trees to balance out my energy
Cause I'm a Fucking

Accentuating syllables, connecting with the spiritual
Deflecting all the miserable, by talking my desires
Even in a cipher when i'm hollering pass that
Holding