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Buddy respect the DEcD
cll them feelings I had was DEcD
cll of them plots you made was DEcD
Writing this heat while I'm in my HEcD
Mentally bitch I'm

huh
On and on I go ape on the tune 
Ready or not, I just aim and I shoot
Penned out my plot, so no there ain't no excuse 
I rip the mic in the booth
I'm

I been investing my time and my money back into my self
I ain't tryna have nobody 'round that's gon' plot to come for my wealth
Codeine in my system,

fighting my way to the top
With so many problems I got
I promise to stick to the plot

You stay on the roll when you hot
Get nervous when I'm bout drop
Cause

socks
Then I hit the ground runnin' Everything I got, then your bitch want a nigga
Cause I'm everything you not, no Shit, bitch, I'm cooler than a snowman

up alot on the meaning of things
Yet it's not much I think about really
Just each every thing I see
People conceited and pick apart pieces
The plot

money, take money money money)
Get ya money my nigga and hold it down
I'm standing ten toes with brown skin on stolen ground
This shit is feelin' like that

now
They couldn't cure what I got
Had homies hoping I flop
Got bitches thick as the plot
Kid you not
Like a condom when we fuck
Bout to bust
Feel

Walk to the beat of my own drum and drum that beat into the ground
So when I speak on what I know give it retweets or thumbs and pounds
And keep your

I wanna go fast oh
I wanna go fast oh
This my moment, yeah
Ten toes down
My feet on the ground I feed off the sound
I honestly need you now
Cause

go through it like passing right through the parking lot
Until you blow and then they love you
No theres no larger plot
Until you blow and then they

spitting silver tongues

A go between, looking to stay
In a simple world of have nots
Drunk on tomorrow's endorphins
All climax, no plot no plot
A go

From my lips
Hands together when I pray to God
Hand on weapon when I pray to Hova
Know they got plots
To put me under plots
Know the waters are deep

back round
I can't make this shit up
I'm just living inbounds
Trying to make another rotation
All praise to the greatest
How I make it
Hit the ground

Social activists playing catch up to what I already knew
Checking these ***** they're plots and cons ain't new
The biggest exports is retirement

breaking the town
I could put my foot down earthquakes be shaking the ground
See I could go for the crown but what's your king to a Godzilla just plot filler

head
So don't even come ask

This may be a test
But What if I don't pass
Or pray up on the ground
What if my soul doesn't last

So how much for ya soul

falling apart
I guess it's tempting to try to plot the path
But we're not rocks and who'd want to be one?

Orbits can be demanding, always waiting for

Where would I be
I'd prolly be under the ground
6ft
I know everybody's plotting on me
Trynna go see how I think
They just wanna see me fall
They just

Identity thieves
Just some identity thieves (identity)
When the plot thickens know who you are
Yeah we all different know who you are
As the clock's ticking

yet
Evolution is what I dine on to gain ground and people are hoards
To the sound of Lord and have since forgot when nothing is nothing and plots are

chillin with my heat
I got plans when
we meet
smooth on the beat
i got bitches real sweet
niggas wanna plot
when up top
fuck a down fall
pin her

But if I hit the ground, bet I fucking bounce
Way the adrenaline hit me think I copped an ounce
Give fuck if they feel me, I came kill
Now watch me

I am wording in the underground
I am coming to the higher ground

Being in a trance for 17 years
One day nothing made sense
All these years
I was