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jacked
Click click clack
No witness that
Clip when I switch back
Hit and slid and split like Kit Kat
Hit like tit tat pit pat
Gonna get lit spit my shit

the bitch tongue
Discovered by little kids in project lobby
Head decapitated, never located the body
Now what the fuck am I supposed to do?
And I just got

the lab now we handin' em out
Standin' on stage while you stand in the crowd
You castin' your doubt but the fans is too loud
I'm seein' it now, it's

the lab now we handin' em out
Standin' on stage while you stand in the crowd
You castin' your doubt but the fans is too loud
I'm seein' it now, it's

There ain't no cap in my rap
I might cop me a strap if that's just what I oughta do 
Told my pops that I ain't popping shit for nobody 
He told me

Backdraft

Arsonists

As the World Burns

1999

forgettin
I gather your whole crew, pull your pupils out your nostrils
Bad, raise my staff like witchcraft, takin em out for talkin back

BACKDRAFT!  My arch

of You snakes
Or in the lab chopping up breaks Tray Charles gon be straight
So don't ever judge a book by Its cover especially
If you're only gonna skim

the gwolla in the safe now
Me and all my Gennas we ain't playing around
No no way

I told you I'm fly like a eagle 
I'll never zang bro I move right by my

the memories flood-in like a rush from the past
Hey, now I'm feeling like Brady cause I'm going for the bucks like it's fuck the Pats
Now I got no ma' homes

intimidated by the gunshots in the morning
I been motivated by my dreams and can't nobody spoil it
I won't go out alcoholic or answer when casket's calling, not

the strap on my shoulder
I paint your shit up
Now his ass finna turn yo ass over
I'm in a SR I'm finna upgrade my motor
I'm in the projects where I grew up

on the booth meticulous rhymes. Then I go back and get on the go. Pat on the back, kissing the babies give them a show. I seen you lost in middle of road. I

receding hairline
Since 19 I've been a 1099
Retire by 45 that'll be just fine
I got a lot to say
Rap 'til the end of my days
Ain't lookin' in the rear view

the crib crazy, the pad padded
Man she Pat Patterson, the way she coming out
of her pants and I lay her ass on matt, mattress. 
She can spend a day in her

my pay though
Racks by tons from the Bullion Van
Deals hong kong cannot miss this one
Bitch said cannot miss this guy that look when looked in her eyes

(Uhh)
Feel my bones
Put me back in
Now I see you set sail, got to be the captain
State the name with a capital E, R-I-C at the end
Our eyes see

of fortune winner, Pat Sajak 
2018 my raincheck (ooh)
2019 no reign yet (yeah)
2020 win, money rolls in XXL last year, bitch I called that (bitch)
Like I

kindly when you run your mouth
Used to get paid by Flip to sit on that fence and watch when they walking out
I was like 9 back then but Flip 16, so I trust

I Got What You Want

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

and do the mixin
More time for that when I get through with the rap
And makin em clap and snap and pat my back
The style, lyrics and flow is what you lack

not
I'm sorry, I never wanted to ruin your projects
Never wanted you to be ashamed, I was always working for you in the back
And chose someone else

in the window to soul let the soul shine
Its grind time and I'm on time, I got white push the snow line
Loaded pipe when its go time, flash back when I

and then back
Where you can see everything
From legislation to crack
And the education for blacks is
Get it by any means
Where niggas in the hood ain't

for my pay though

Racks by tons from the Bullion Van
Deals hong kong cannot miss this one
Bitch said cannot miss this guy
That look when looked in her

of my family and friends get your bands up

Cause I've just been Stuck in my zone
Tryna find a way
Dolo ona mission
Young nigga just Back out wraith
Fuck