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the prodigy God picked him (Yeah)
Capping pakis ain’t spraying just fuck bitches (Yeah)
And my catalogue always a must listen (Yeah)
I’m more solid than you in

on independence
That's why I have to fucking laugh
At these independent rappers
Who really get smacked up
By they CEO's
When they get the heart to ask for more

Your uncle or your nanny, bet there's someone in your family
That's relied on tips, just to make enough to live
Depending on the generosity of those who

To catch up to me they need more than a car look
My enemy isn't Bruce 
But this song it was born in the dark 
With the heat that I'm spitting if you add

a sentence
But now I war his bredrens
Didn't think it could've been like this in youth offendin'

But clout's more addictive than crystal meth
Now

fake bank cards
Double up the socks in the crib just to stay warm
Don't bring them around me they in great harm
And I still got family that depend on
All

to leave then I'll deal with the hurting,
And I just want to pull you close and just soak in the moment,
Before I speak a word and change the whole  world

sweeter than tree saps oh
I'm driving the beat put yo seat back oh
These songs are my stories my recaps oh
Ain't talk to shawty in two days I'm just curious

Was envious or something but I swear down
He never took a penny off his brother
He'd rather work for it all
He's a genuine guy
He's got his word and his

shit
Any more than no comment, then you're lookin' like a snitch
And if you talk too much, watch your words get twist

(Look), Rule number seven,

could give
Ain't nothing better than death
The relief from all of this stress
To the whole world I will bless
By blowing it up, no regrets
Giving these

lately, heat
Oh god damn I hit another level 
I don't care about ya accolades or fuckin medals 
Because you and a real nigga more distant than ya cousin's

didn’t explain anything very well
I probably just look like even more of an idiot now
…sorry…
Damn, I used to be so good with words, what happened?

didn’t explain anything very well
I probably just look like even more of an idiot now
…sorry…
Damn, I used to be so good with words, what happened?

pitty pat, nigga this is facts, haters got me ain’t get em back, but I swear it’s a Reynolds wrap, I can’t live with that, for now I’m just sitting back,

a boss (fa sho)
You can tell by my behavior (Uh)

I just be chasing the bag in an orderly fashion
I swear I'm a rapping assassin (keep going)
These niggas

packed, just wait 'till I finish this verse, bro
I don't really know how you found my real name, but it really ain't hurt, bro
Unbothered, by it
You ain't

different now, everybody different now, homies turn to bitches now, same shower
different tiles, exploring marble floors while niggas squarer than kitchen

Backdraft

Arsonists

As the World Burns

1999

enemies I'm fire fightin
	So if you think of takin us out
	your lucky ? expire you may retire
MC's get passed out like flyers, more dope rhymes than

right by while we're trying to decide
Don't lie to yourself, almost ain't good enough
Ain't no no extra lives
Leave 'em alone, how we livin'?
Very own

ass niggas rob me of my energy
Trynna do my best to block the shit the devil sent for me
One more shot of Henny just to numb whatever's stressing me
Do

you more than curious (What)
Might as well show what my mind look like since you swear I ain't serious
Come closer let me carve your face let me show

the neighborhood Grammy
Show you two colors, I fade, watch me keep my distance
Kill them by winning, no need for a blicky
One thing I hate, more than snitches

Daddy I hope you're high up in the sky I'm smoking more than what you'd like 
So I don't have to die for us to meet again

Wanting to thank you for all