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Exotic blunts and big bows we at da plug House
Pourin up sippin Hellas fours we at da Jugg house
I kno Shìt that you don't know just keep yo gun round

the scores,
'fore you fuck with me you should read this clause,

Rest in peace when I'm at mic,
I'll put you to sleep I don't care if it's night,
No one will

Super-thug? yes I fear nobody
Probably learn the hard way:
Get hit with a shotty
There's no gangsters no more
Bredrin can't you see
Anybody will get it if it's

a Nazi. Kneaux I'm on you can watch me but chall boys blind and cannot see. I don't love em do em like Muslims they bow down like Ahkmeed. You mad cuz your

Malcom how I ex them out by any means necessary
No Kenan and Kel I'm all that, aw snap
I been wishing them well then draw Mack's, aw snap
If you seeing

gang, gang)[00:20.51]Heard he talking to 12[00:21.38]He got carried by six[00:23.67]Catch me taking that riff like I'm Vic, 4-4 bulldog, I'm an up from

a nigga family, and take his kids
This nigga Kris will kill a nigga for curly fry
Bitch don't touch that, shit you might fuck around and die
I'm getting

hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake shit
So go ahead, go nuts, go apeshit!
'Specially in my

With a Glock like this
Will it pop like this
Am I not like this
We could find out quick
Why he talk so slick
Goon by nature so I kept that stick
They be

We got the same shine on!
My lawd, I'm Bob Ross, you ain't Picasso
I'm hard, you gone soft, followed the flock so
En guarde, new monarch, dame un trago

never lingered long enough to be kept as a choice 

Today, it's with a heavy heart, you will follow the heavy hearse I carry on my shoulders 
Blinking

Meditate she let me get that noggin
If you running full speed I will lap you niggaz jogging
Almost signed my life away but I didn't
I know it take longer by

Christina Milian she ain't got her man
And I don't have no dreams either I'm working
Surfing the earth and tryna stay urban
You see the heater poking out I

fuckers thinking crazy
If they thinking they can take me
You can't handle what i'm making
I do this shit on the daily and
I will never back down I just turn

You push I pull- Violin bows do
The Symphony provides sympathy to the energy
That would be empty whenever you're not sittin' with me
My mind, body,

The hero and the coward feel the same
The fire burn within
But only one will taste the flames
Strange
Don’t let the body hold you back
It’s only real purpose

Don't want no countable amount[02:28.41]I'm gon keep on grinding[02:31.69]You must be use to all the finer thangs[02:37.52]Infatuated by what money

to get next to them, sometimes I want to drive them all away 
Say: You're not my ghosts, I live in Sunny California, I drive a 1992 Red Chevrolet 
I

cause it got you so excited
Now I gotta
Put you on a pussy free diet
Exclusive cat
None for you Average Joe
Sorry Basically Bob
Y'all niggas corn
Swear

these Narcos
Way to many homies lost
Lowered in dark holes
We all ghosts
I'm so tired of being tested
Pain in me will never leave
Wired to be infested

Yeah
No need to flex, uh- not like other rappers do
No need to front, uh - not like other people do
I'd rather tell you bout my past, what I

stop cause I am 
I am akuma 

Unmasked at the final hour 
Unphased by a higher power
I bow down to the highest power 
And show love to the finest flower

Christina Milian she ain't got her man
And I don't have no dreams either I'm working
Surfing the earth and tryna stay urban
You see the heater poking out I

Knock knock open up the door, guess who's there
Told you I'd be back what's with the cold stare
Didn't you miss me
Not good by yourself
Well I'm here