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the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good

chemistry
Don't forget cause the name is SK D.
Yeah, I got the vision no illusion when I change reality
Yeah, I go the SK way that's the best way till I reach

(Ghosty)

The industry niggas keep talkin' bout M's in their raps
Little nigga you could never make no M's in the trap
Why put skengs in your rap

could reach maybe miss, but you're close 
And closer
Like eight steps forward and seven more back
Jump around and mess with the time up on the track

to be a champion, I am what you pretend to be
Gone way too soon Devin and Chandler (Devin and Chandler)
Look to the sky, ask God why, there are no answers

And it happened slowly 
It's enough about that
I did this rap by my doly 
I dont need me no stamp 
I'm too old for a og
All of that smoke 
I got that in my

On the top of the world, I be stompin' on shit (Ay)
Ain't no way you'll be stoppin' this shit (Ay)
Boy I'm not in the mix, not unless it's a pot with another

No more cross-town, now he's crossing them states and
Seeing new faces, not knowing who to trust
So when the door kicked open they scream "This is

talking off for no reason
Trap trap tees
Tell me how you push the foreign from the backseat
I ain’t never met a soul who can catch me
Ain’t no way you gon

loving
'Cause with nothing, what do you got?
Potential for something, but something opposite and negative, that's not
Positive, that's no way to live, you

a gambler,
So he staged jazz, fox jump off the suit cases,
No more cross-town, now he's crossing them states and,
Seeing new faces, not knowing who to trust,

Glorified by the chip on my shoulder, well I told ya (Well I told ya)
Imma take this scene by storm, only one way up
No matter what shape or form
No matter

7:34 times to start another poor day
Filled with bunch of hopes and pretend like things are okay
He cannot walk around with a frowned face you know

the fifths
6 different flavors
Got me heaven sent
I Put on for da seven
eight this bitch
I say
9/10
And
Please don't talk to Me
If it ain't bout no guap

ride of all the rage
No debate
Lost my taste for writing, lately I just roll up any page
Swear I'm late
The way I cross 7 seas often I don't even know

on the speakers
At the DJ booth, all cash, no visas
Trap phone clicking, I just broke another meter
Stuck in my ways, I just hit another eater
Flocking with

Sometimes I'm listening to messages you always made and sent my way we would relate like every day

Sometimes I'd even take a break from feeling pain and that

Better than you asked for
Listen should've packed more venom
No attacks just listen never asked permission
If I had to pick a tombstone hard decision cuz

around the way like a "fa-jillion" times
A whole fa-jaillion
Perhaps you didn't know 
This right here
Right here, right here, can flow
Disrespected like

day, tryna make sense
Big frown, never found a way, now it's past tense
Imagine, a life without a purpose
Lack of motivation takes away another happy day

got beef with niggas
We can fight, but no one on one's
We can brawl if you like
But if they talking bout taking a life
I know niggas that'll walk up

bottled inside feeling like a living hell
I can tell
You didn't fuck with me from the jump so here I am by myself take a belt
And tie it around my neck

running
She passed by the room and I almost stepped out
But another nurse came and I had to remain in the room no doubt
I watched the two nurses argue then

address it
I think its super iLL the way I be dressing
Common sense says
You common, Senseless
Play counting money
Stacking commas, reckless
You so