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You know I cock it blaze your spot up
Before your cars can make they rounds
I pay my promise back and
Bounce he rest in peace
Say RIP the opps get

Intro
I believe in The Law of Attraction So much bro
You can just literally go on my Twitter feed, look down
And I was just like, just making mad

the tinted Jeep
With the pow pow
Boy, you better crouch and take cover
Oh, her credit good? Like, shit
I'm 'bout to fake love her
Donny Bands pulling up from

knocks of 78
I'm not impressed by degrees
Hook ups store bought accolades
Or if you're holding weight

What impresses me is community
Great love, talent

running back out of O State
Never lyin' on the moves I made
Up in the clouds feelin' like nigga I ain't comin' down (Fly, fly, fly)
Scrape the material,

when them dreams run and you can't catch it
Gotta get your own or that's your ass if ya man had it
I done had my ups and downs I'm back around I'm still

useless
Man up 'cause these people ruthless
Hoes down, then he starts clueless
Lobster Mac, I'm up at Ruth Chris
From my tone, you peep the smoothness
In

In the Sun

Large Professor

SFS: Spit Flows & Safety

2003

then I break out like I'm benchin'
Thousands of pounds spit thousands of rounds
And verses help 'em out like a found missin' person
This time I'ma try

now?
Took the mischievous route
When I'm feeling down
I shed like twenty pounds
And spit the sound of
Contradicting rounds
I won't blame you for throwin'

to buy you
Flood the chain so dirty think it came out the bayou
Your bush league seems its time for a little trim
Dont fiddle round deaths a riddle brought

More than a conquer
Through Jesus
You got so much favor, babe
More than a conquer
Through Jesus
You got so much favor
Through Jesus

This verse is

a hundred
Keep it a thou-wow wit you
All funk
No fake flex
I won’t Bow-wow wit you
I mean
How now?
Like wow
We wild
We down
We bout it
We round here
We out

the mindless grindin' and commuting
To inflation rates that really aren't computing, uh
Now it gets worse, four horses like I said in my last verse
You got War,

Leavin' my soul in these verses n shit, body bag hearses n shit
This off the top no rehearsing n shit, no matter how clean the surfaces get
Deep down, I

grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up

Verse 1: 

I lay down bars by the milli-on

Maintain my par- uh! Far beyond

The average spitter- need this elixir

But mine's NaturAL- love my style

call her a vacuum
Up in my head, nobody to talk to

When you down bad, who gon' call you
When you down bad, who gon' call to
Only person I'm calling is

up and it's the game, I was born for this shit in the main event
Mary Jane to the brain you could tell by the fragrance
These niggas ain't gang
These

collide if you think that you clever 
I’m really bout it I’m down for whatever 
Product of pain all the storms that I weathered 
Bang’biza nge Niggah baloke

at the Borden Ion you wasn't doing much
You could pull up with 100 niggas
Cause I'll pull up wit 101
Like waaazzzup
Waaazzzuupp
Like waaazzzup
Waaazzzuupp
Like

you did it might have taken a little while/
but you stood up just like a boxer standing in the last round/
be strong is the word everybody has heard/

rhyming
Stage six round corsica
Tear arsing
Look right see me passing
Or passing by 
Smash you leave you glass in your eye
Cause your blind to the oracle

get it any way
I got a 50 in my glock, and a hunnid in my k
If you brokeboys really want smoke, you can pull up round my way
If you ain't talking bout

know they still digging
Diamond in the ruff
Doggy you ain't much
You was hard in the morning
But left soggy by my lunch
Guess the white flow soak you up