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Niggas sound the same i be the one to observe 
It’s always a competition of who did it first
When im on that block i wanna see the back camera so put it in

differently 
Sorcery like Lemegedon but I ain't sell my soul don't need the devil B
Already got a couple in my phone a bitch from beverly another from Miam but

of you again
Sleep in a little just to see you again
Staying under covers
Somedays are harder than others that's when I smoke another
Woke up dreaming

like
Put the mic down nigga
Aye
Another album in the mix
I'm bout to have them looking sick
Established underground rapper
Still will go platinum in this

fight
Music plays it's the Scene for the night

I'm out here just looking for another light

Life sure ain't right

I guess that's what makes me an evil

don't care what you saying bout me
But this thing called life doesn't work without me
By all means
May be in a small world, but I keep big dreams

Been

that's a one off
It's a game being played, by God and the Devil
And we're somewhat being slaves
Yeah, it's cold on this level, let me try to break down in

yourselves informed I'm reforming the scene
I'm putting the pieces together
I see you envy but listen your hate does nothing but
Boosting my faith in the music

Lyrically I murder you quicker
Than Lamborghini drive-bys
Who knew one man could handle
More beef than Five Guys
Sharper than steak knives
That I

everything it seems
And I jus wanna blow so I can put on for my team
That's why I'm goin hard & I can't stop by any means
Sometimes I get discouraged & I jus

bad shit in plenty
Now my eyes won't shed a tear
You can call me by my first half name
Shanti letting you hold my beer
Throwin house parties so wild

my body
I'm first in line I'm second to none yeah
All my shooters catch a body
We put it in drive the damage is done yeah
On my bully catch another one

just spitting
Bitch I'm throwing up
In the droptop with the roof down
Bumping old school sounds
Music gas it's all loud
Blowing indo out the window
With

to my music
I play with F&Ns and sticks
We don’t tolerate foolishness
He actin’ thirsty in the club
Bitch who you with? She like "Ralfy
Who you think you

just spitting
Bitch I'm throwing up
In the droptop with the roof down
Bumping old school sounds
Music gas it's all loud
Blowing indo out the window
With

to cast a little light into the dark
To be another reason to believe in something better
Cause I'll be there when you need me, in any kind of weather

EMC

But eventually when another leaf come around the friendship we had just leaves
And it's never in control God the author he choose how the story goes
By

happy for you, man, by my heart
Yo, It’s good to see one of us just makin’ out of the streets
And focus on that music shit
Keep that good shit comin’ man

in the
Manor? Good luck with that
You'll probably get killed by the same
Youts that looked up to man
Diced in the alley when police left
These kids'll

All I'm tryna say is you put us in this very condition/
Why don't you make up your mind and then make a decision/
To let us be who we wanna be, really

put out you took back
Then you announced another album
Then you announced 5 more
Just how much shit do you have
Tryna push a new sound
Telling people

of sense to me maybe
It's just some kind of natural balance
Like 2 types of mental gender that's
Gone on in all societies
In one form or another like some

It's 40 an ounce I came by it
I can't lie, the truth is important
I can't hide it
Some of you forgot what you put
In and can't find it
No wonder you

Yeah, so simple, such a breeze
My life was complicated but you put me at ease
Forget all my troubles, and any worries
With you by my side drama flees in