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we finally
Found the ink
Now we're just blowing smoke
Round and neat
Would you like to by an 'O'
Watch nostalgic TV shows
Binge, no sleep, next episode

So like
what do you do
I'm an artist
Oh really
Yea
Don't you think the world has enough of those
I mean that's not even a real job
How do you expect

When we hit the road what next
Dusty yute couldn't fill up their tank help them out by passing a Bullet
Don't try that ouch you're mean in the head

Yeah
Check
It's DOCTRINE
The D-O-C-T-R-I-N-E
On god on me, all me, all me, all me, all me
All me
Sarcozy
Widespread like SARS-CoV
They always, try

Free game, man, you know?
What you mean "free game"?
Free game for the F, man, for the free
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
I used to sit back,

the street they not getting in
Not by the hairs on my chinny chin
Fell into plenty sin like many mean
But I sautéd the flesh like a cheffin' zombie
So there

Kodak show me black and richer
My daughter is going to feel the same
Inject rich forever all in her veins
She looked at me and said
Daddy you mean forever

meaning, it just mean I'm hood of street
I dap my best friends and my cousin up the twizzy way like-
Mchew, oh shit
Bessie also told me that she wouldn't run

I’M CRAZY IN LOVE WITH YOU
You don’t know how much I love you
I never found the words to say
Just how much you mean to me
I’ve just got to find a way

the G.O.A.T
Been through a lot but i learned how to fight
How you really feel? man I'm feeling alright
I been working hard we been grinding all night
I'm just

“Uhh yeah”

Children, lesson hour is in
Listen up 

Bitch is cold in these streets 
I can not breath 
Get off my neck 
For the anthem I knee 
You can

essence so smooth Enough
With Diploma to the C
To Take the 'tude and put it to a crack in ya teeth
When ya pop off in the streets
From my thrown in the sea

gon show’em with the bands ran off on the plug couple times with my mans nigga I’m gon get that money by any means these niggas talking on the net don’t

like Tic Tac Toe

Check out the roster cleared 6 feet
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Just like Max I am the center
Get back on bottom we know you

the love
The streets on fire like the roads are too lit
Gettin' H.A.M. like I'm B.o.B ain't too lit I'm 4 lit
The feelin' in your heart is to proof you're

Down On The Concrete
Has His Body Weighed Down By The Sign Street
ICan Show You How We Play It
If You Start Beef
Get To Knotting Niggas Heats Like

sit down
Ina fara rap aka che Wai he's not daga nan
Double o na sosa Kai suma suna taba nan
Na basu flow sukache Kai
Kudi neh zaune ah nan
If your

to beats with my speech who is he who is me
Bitch I'm C.O.E. I came to save the street name leaking on the sheets thick and runny like I'm coming
Running up

It's three o'clock on a Saturday, stumbling through the city,
Feeling drunk from all the car fumes and chain smoking ciggies,
We are searching for

I spit is prolific
I live my life by these codes, follow streets like religion
This that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook

Don’t be conflicted by the system, what you gonna do?
True, so you don’t got the means what you gonna do?
Plan B let everybody see,
That you’re giving up

with my big schlong
Cause you did wrong
God's gonna banish you all
That's the reason you can't fuck with me
Motherfucking D.O.G
Jeff Dahlmer the way, I

Mm, nutted in a bitch, Goddamn, think I fucked up
Feelin' like giannis, by the way, I get my bucks up
.308 bullets as big as a hockey puck
Make

like uncle Shannon
(I am the G.O.A.T.)
I am the Sandman
Dick her down she go to bed man
I'm finna make me sum riches an split it w twin like I'm my nigga