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manipulated acknowledgments 
Pretend to be stimulated by niggas fake accomplishments
You live and you learn, like I'm the consequence you niggas deserve 
You're

I'm double-sided, I'm double-minded
Indecisive but I try not to give in when I'm enticed
I got a broken mind, now I'm all messed up
I gotta be

Too blow
Pay no mind we stay high to get by
Been about it. Don't talk about it
But right now I don't wanna come down
I don't wanna be loud but the weed

Don't get me wrong in God, my nigga, I never question
Sometimes I can't avoid it especially if you were raised in places
Where people go through a whole

Say what you want, just don't get my name wrong, bruh First name, Rockness, last name, M-M-M-Monsta
Nigga, I'm Godzilla in the flesh That's squashing

be about it
All you gotta do is see the sound lit
Flames in Philly, name is Schmidty
Where I live, the greatest city
Don’t got a face, we got one race

show it off

Gotta know what's wrong
When it's too many out here fallin' like Owen Hart
Top dog, bustin' through the door
You niggas know you gettin'

either kill or be killed
Homie make your head up
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah that's comin' from a white boy
Haters pop shit
I pop out
All I hear is white

Gotta hit it like woah
Haha, I like that, like woah
Yeah, yeah, like woah yeah, yeah, ayy

Back in my bag
Just when you thought it was over you know

bike

And it can't be stopped by a cop
Or pulled over on the shoulder
And if I did see the beast
I'd pop quick up a one way street
The wrong way
Past

Intro

Cnote

Cnote

2007

of my shine
Southside, you know that I'm repping that
Got em hooked like nicotine, in the cigarettes
Gotta fill my pinky rings, with them stone

the trenches
Where all of the hustlers
Pushing the weight
Right by the benches
Notice my hustle
I am the one
That they mention
Look at the necklace
Look

but I do things that a jerk do
And I’m trynna improve my worth to
Do right by you and earn you
But it’s hard cause
Sometimes I don’t know shit
Caught up

slaughter
I'm getting money, little nigga, I stack it up
All of the lyrics I said I can back it up
He on the wrong block so we gotta pack em up
His life is

than single mothers with pay cuts
Running to the green
Gotta get it by any means
Lights off
Moving like I got three kids to feed
Got it from my mama
Half

Let me make you cum again
Remember first time I caught your vibe
I'm like damn she Gotta be mine
Remember first time I called you bae
And that caught

foul, you don’t get no free throws
Fact that we know not might
Be the only thing that we know
Probably, Got the remedy, feeling godly
Gotta put the mind

been living so abundantly that
Sometimes God gotta humble me when I'm feeling more fly than a bumblebee
And these heavenly amenities
Got me sending these

of potent
Certain eyes been opened
Determined not to close them
I been floatin'
I been notin' for a long time
I been knowin' the right women at the wrong time

Prepare to be amazed by the lyrical architect
So let me lay this down, got a rep to protect
Most of the time I'm purely sublime, writin' out lines

bureaucracy and lost
Trying to help their fellow man when people were yelling, "stop"
For the red tape cutters and the rule benders
Sometimes you've gotta play

daddy paid, drive a Bentley B
In by the lights, can't be for the streets
I could never understand her obsession with me
I got bitches
On the low low
They

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

been
Watching who walk past without no waving, I been
Telling y'all exactly where to place me, very high
Son my ego sometimes be like yay big, so I
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