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just roll with the punches I might somersault
They ain't throwing no punches they're claiming assault
Talking to talk no I'll rip out your throat, get

rappers who ain't bigger than me 
Especially without the P
Don't call me bro you ain't part of the family tree
Claiming they ain't got the money 
Its funny

feeling cozy them nights on 
The block it was me and big broddi we ganging 
That bitch ain't no claiming lil shawty we left           
Like that she respect

claiming a monkey did it
Dead upon arrival and then shot for reassurance
My lifeless body's likeness was likely why it allured them

Regarding this pitch not

singers game lock pickers
now claiming to be gangstas and cop killers
how they got bigger, nearly godzillas
squeezin the gat, talking glock triggers

rock

nobody knows
Usually everybody nose, steady sniffing, all in my business
These typical Christians, who claiming they on a mission
But all I hear is

to race
Always been real no room for the fake
One of a kind cannot be replaced 
Don't want your food then give me your plate 
Don't know my struggle so you

three weeks into three hundred three
And you come out smiling saying "baby I'm fly like a honeybee"
But if you claiming to be fly tell me please, where

to go act like we beefing
They don't keep it real as they claiming they being
Just watch who you trust 
Cause they fake as could be
Man I do not get even

Sit right here 
I wanna get you un...
(Hm mm)
Aye 
Wanna make love right until we see the sun...
Yeah
The race to the heart girl you won
When it

spin his block just to make his heart race
Oh you a fed huh
Can't let you make your court date
Yeah
Raised by drug dealers, real thug niggas
Cant eat

I can hear Chicago crying
Tears falling from her eyes Every day she witness some of her die
Gangbanging, block wars, claiming victims
Homelessness,

Take the meds like she did
Forget about 3 children
But she’s still claiming benefits
Is she still on a high note
Even when she fly low
Do you think she

blessed when we eat don’t say grace
Finna blow up we gone buy us a new place
Get to the bag shii feeling like a horse race
Trippin over feelings gotta tie

place 
She make my heart run a race 
Mama dun told me Bout all the fake people
But she fell in love with my taste 
I think I love her but I just can't

They say it’s not a race battle
But take it at face value
We’ll stay with the same attitude
Til the day they matter too
And until they matter to you

created off of ignorance 
Claiming one pigment’s so independent  
But really
God created you and me
Different colors is the case 
History of ethnicities 

changing its meaning
From planes and defeat to the chase of a demon
No face to be seen but you race to believe it
As if hatred is easy
The veins of disgrace

hearing all kind of shit
Like niggas hearing and reciting it
Claiming lyricists and lying and
Talking hard and niggas liking it
But is he raw, is he writing

before now he’s coughing it up
Closed casket shells all in his mug
In the coffin a thug and he claiming he hard till bullets soften him up
Caution him up

have to touch
You niggas scared cause I’m eating up your lunch
You want smoke, you can get it by the ton
I do this shit for fun
You claiming she’s your

about the cops
What about all the niggas that’s claiming they hot
Shooting shit ‘cause they don’t fuck with ya’ block
Loading clips, getting ready

can fuck and get a little snack, but we ain't doing dates
I'm the type to get a nigga whacked and never do the race
You the type to get a nigga smacked

to be reshaped, no need to escape
What I can turn right, cuz nowadays they
Claiming you cant make mistakes
As their tryna live up to a perfect image
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