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cold
Unky in the kitchen like December, how he whippin snow
I don't hoop, but you'll see me with the give and go
John Stockton to Malone, how we hit

to say
Reminded me I'm a nigga by
The things they say
Cops killing Blacks in broad day
Ain't reason, man, what's the reason
Michael Dean, Breonna Taylor

of the change
Mad dawg out of the grave
Spaz cause I go insane
Up on the mic
Feeling so right
You naughty or nice
I'm checking you twice
Cross me you shaving your

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

reserves urge me to switch to them burgers
I'm wishing for my sake you'll be
Beneficent enough to be tipping your servers
Will you be sticking by me with

LA and NY PD
Will arrest me for such a sick beat
Face it, i'm not a racist
My brain is pacin' and racin'
It's on repeat
Y'all motherfuckers John Wayne

call I'm busy probably in a different city
Make them white girls play with titties black girls say that I'm so silly
Got them Spanish girls they love me

You're being destroyed, boy
Like you destroyed the fate of Europe
By exploiting all the errors made
By philosophers before ya
John couldn't Locke an object

on me so you know I'm knocking demons off (Blah Blah)
When I'm around they quiet down they won't even cough (Ya)
Believe me y'all I wont let them quiet me

to mountain city
So (Sold) much buda, became a pest but made it bless around Mtissy
For my true ones going through the ups and downs still getting busy
5 1 4's

I’m fucking get me in my feelings
Grab her throat when I fuck she get loud when im Drillin’
 
She was known for a hoe so you know wont kiss her
I Just

(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh

Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?
Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (gang, gang,

enterprises
Dance in the streets to their own beat
Can walk miles by themselves but never feel lonely
Question everything, even family and homies
Not out

just to see me
Creep in danger, be so major, that the Lakers, had to keep me
On retainer, they cannot beat me, got three trainers, tryna read me
Meet

big dosser
Where's this kid from
Big John
It's his son
Bell rings it's on
So if you're going to come then you best Bring a big gun
And your nine-inch

and bake you a killer moves in patience, break in the end zone and dance like Walter Payton
I'm so anxious, I go through paper like a shredder in the mall

Satan wanna chew on my flesh  cannibal
Surrounded by demons tryna make me miserable
I ain't Jamie fox but I handle em like Django
They put me in a cell

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don't pay my bills
You don't wine and dine
You don't pound me out
So don't judge my life
You don't like me, my clothes, my friends
My beat, my style, my

They were so fake, that shit's seeming like
We had to leave while were getting tried
Brand new baddie on me (For real)
Don't care 'bout your hoes, know

black leaders, More
Black landowners When they Jump off nowadays, they turn They
Phones to camcorders This World so desensitized, I'ma Keep livin'
God

ex cheated so she shot the nigga
Her bestie hid the body they told me all about it
They some down ass hoes ain't no doubt about it
They be dancing

The fact that you think you up to us
Is beyond me
Heard the serpents move in the night
So sleeping is not free


Why da fuck you in my face
17 with no brakes

on the phone
Back Wit John now
An you said you cut em off
O you lien now
O you trien to play a playa let me find Out
But you still the same girl
Spitting rhymes