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instrumentals I do it so vulgar 
No ones colder 
Chosen one been a 5 star general
Worked my way up from the ranks of a solider 
No one gives energy from

Never know what coulda happened if you tried

Uh

I think I'm getting by
Been working overtime
Clock ticking feeling like im dying at this 9-5
Don't wanna

the protagonist out from the plot
I've seen enough of the pain
They screwing the back of my body to rip out the watts
That is the power of vein stripping my energy

Bringing back these backpack raps
Over the boom bap that
Has that east coast flow
New York's on the map
My words go radatattat
When I attack the beat

it healed all pain

Been working on my chest now, I need all gains
Feeling like a vet now, but I got more game
These new niggas, they hella lame
When

Ain't this shit funny
Now they love me
Thought it was it fuck me
I ain't no dummy
I need that crib out by the water
Want my car start like a monster
Get

more worries got rid of the burdens
Don't like the city energy I rather be in the suburbans

Get out in the nature find some new air to breath
With

them rings
Focused on me and crew
Ain't got a pass to come through
Fuck what you do
Shaquille energy but 5'2
I'm betting shirts and they blue
Look

Living like this is crazy
All of this money is making me lazy
So many M's is making me shady
Brand new Mercedes getting me ladies
But I am so

said what do we do
(What do) What do we say
Walking on pits of our new dismay
But y'all tryna be acting like it's okay
They still tryna pull up on this

the future and how Time finna blow by
Niggaz stick they necks out mine in A bow tie
Ain't sayin' I'm the GOAT I gotta Hide it or show signs
Choose one y'all

saying
That your arms around me's an accommodation
You opening up? Paradise is waiting
Loading me up like dice with weighting
Fully charged by your fives

guess we related
Cause I'm the most slept on and the most hated
Hated, hated by people with no hustle
Staring at me in the club like I won't bust you
In

views by a creek
Keep the fam close so we all gon' eat, five star meals Michelin we feast
Pay it all cash I don't want no lease, Jersey been cold might

wanna act like they see me
5% tint bitch you can't see me
I gotta run through the city of
Swerving the whip right up
Up in that ditch
We whip around in

average (That's real)
It gets dangerous when all I see is jealousy (All I see is Jealousy)
Inhaling trees to balance out my energy
Cause I'm a Fucking

to women as hoes, like
Eighty-five times
Too many people say "Screw the system"
Then they turn on the news
And they choose to listen
If you hate the man, why

and forth between all my energies
Building up a life that be swimming in amenities
Level me with that peace let me keep that serenity
Keeping ears clear for

This is Baba Brinkman
Recording live from Long Island, New York
cnd this record is called "Rapsode"

Want you to check the method people
Of what you

niggas looking at you sideways
Always on the scene, but only see his son on Fridays
Court date come in five days
New whip in the driveway
Got it on my own

of times
Oh, you decided to trip (decided to trip)
But if you ran your body like your mouth then you'd be in shape 
Fixed my crown so I got time and energy

Talk it all through, uh
If by end you still wanna be done that's up to you, but
Poison runs deep, the toxic energy flowing through me
I feel it

I'm adding the fuel
I don't wanna hear that I'm acting brand new
That's just how I do, what is it to you
Bitch
We're not the same
I am the glam

to 3.5s i couldn't get fried so i started buying that dope by the 7th
He think he hot shit cuz he got a felon
Vari been solid aint doing confessions
Keep