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wanting you to listen to the
Dead silence in my defiance
I used to sin and be intrigued by violence
Now as I glimpse into the past
I thank God for your

on percus
Kool-Aid shinin' on the surface
Gettin' paid ova these verses
Dunner so butt, said it came with the curtain
Most of my partners been layin in

touche
Happy rapper Blueface
Got the adapter, Blue-ray
I'm just hopin' I can get some of this purple Kool-Aid
Let's pretend I'm new to this
I know not what

said hell yea in them blue jeans
You want that ye well by all means
Y'all ask to play so we'll call teams

I wanna
I wanna

Spitting fire a pyro
Lighting

Sounding like a hellish choir
Devil back on earth
Multiplying
King of lies
Falsifier
Claiming souls
Multiplier
Never ending
No retire
More demonic by

So many good reviews off of Bastard
I celebrated
Getting masturbated by my pastor
Now he's in a plastic, on the kitchen table
Near a bowl of Lucky

things get too real
Blukka, Blukka
And thats the code that you die by
Real gangsters walk up after we drive by
Witnesses really don't witness a thang
I

that ass looking just like the
Spook that sat by the door
Known to kill ducks, skills erupt
You ask why? My reply is
"I don't give a fuck"
I'm a Panther,

sleepy on me
Chip on my shoulder, eatin good so I keep it on me
I made my own lane did my own thang
By myself and ain't even lonely like whattup
I had

and leave me absent with no doubt
It's a good thing that I learned to read and write
So I recite, instead you dance in spotlight
Kool-aid tastes extra sweet,

She screaming out nigga just do what he says
America under the blue being ruled
By the white I keep going and I'm seein red
I see these demons they all

put that ring up on your finger, and let me know I got you by myself

By myself, or promise you gon' ride
Well tell me when you coming on that drill if

represent Austins East (Austin's East)
Killin beats by MrTrackGonEat (TrackGonEat)
Before he was MrTrackGonEat (4Real)
When Sic Shu introduced us he was like

to try and criticise they shit
Place and a time
Feel the pace in my rhymes
You can mumble all you want but the GOAT is not defined
By the shit you been

feeling all these butterflies
What did I ever do to deserve you?
I'm mesmerized by everything you do and say
Started off so anxious, but now we've gotten so

a nigga got his cake up
Band-Aids, all these niggas takin' pay cuts, leeches, I've been tryna stay away
But whoa, in my DMs on the low, front like they got

surrounded
By shadows and gallows, my smoke is not a trail to follow
Survival is vital, smoke billows out the rival's window
Swindle vandals, selling handfuls

on the shelf
I had to make it by myself
Now I have all of this wealth
Man I’m self made
Been that way since first grade
Where were you when I got strayed
Yeah

you're a felon live like one"
By the way you run your mouth like you ran out of 5 gum
"We hate gum, idiot"
Yeah I know, I'm just tryna creatively tell how

at the things that I do and I'm proud

People talking shit, yeah, that's old news
I'm the topic of their whole crew
Me by myself is a whole mood
Don't speak

to stay
And I know what I did wrong so I'm gonna just aid the damage
You just sit back, I hope you can manage
'Cause I know you like to help
But this is my

to my favorite spot
The one down by the greens
I'm drivin in my big old truck
The best she's ever been
Got my babes in the back
My beer up front and my

get into this lets take a little leap
Back in time before this shit get really deep
Selling cocaine this shit was far from cheap
Little by little

really feeling so good, aye
Alter ego, yeah but not two-faced
You swallow lean, I drink Kool-Aid, wear blue shades
Explore new states
You're listening so