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and rhymes
Cold crack ya if the rhyme
That ya crime is mine
You're impressed day by day by
The rhyme I say see I write a rap in April
Then you bite it in May

keeping her guessin'
I made a play that is boostin' my credit 
Keep it a hunnid I'm doing no scams 
Old school revolver; it will not jam 
Swervin' a coupe;

Dangerous! 
Friends in High Places! 
So much You could get by the Wayside! 
Called it By The Pound in the Middle of Traffic! 
Money isn't big if none of y'all

Let’s wake up the human race 
And alter the world today 


You’ve been ingested with inflation
And credit
And banking loans and debit
And health care

nothing, so you boutta die in the trenches
Naughty by nature this shit gettin treacherous, i was the one that was hoppin the fences
I aint no hater would

That's a millennial

They been a big head of a TV screen, that's a radio
Then the mass effect, when I disrespect, like I been easily
Diss your own credit

want me gone 
Let's be honest 
I'm with the stars, yeah

With the stars 
I'm riding by in the darkness
Like a martian 
Out of sight 
Breaking charts

believe the lies and you can have another cup
I'm askin why's there's upper class and lower class and middle
And why's a credit score the answer

put shit on your books
That's why I move different like bishops and rooks
Keep a tool with me I'm cool with being misunderstood
I got street credit

the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by

Get it while the 'fore the credits rollin' (aye)
Tickin' on the clock
Tickin' on the clock
Let's get it done
24 second shot
24 hour block
Let's get it

me by you
Bald headed ass nigga, that nigga look like Caillou
Where yo friend at I ain't go lie that bitch was fine too
The type you don't lie too

driven by fear, we persevere
Just know my posture is up
I will not fold, I will not crumble
All credit to God, keeping it humble
Time to go rumble, survive

of you dipping
Would have me with the blue so hard
You would think I was cripping
Now you relaxing in the Benz
Credit cards are no limits
So u don't worry

more than a decade

Elajoe know to drop more lines
And then exit lets say we play this on the floor
But in the streets
And see who got more credit than

the love, or the (credit again)
But I could give a fuck, I'm much (better than them)
And I'm a Legend to them
You better send to your friends
Oakdale's what I

you pass some Henny
But don't get nothing twisted
They look bad but they ain't friendly
I got OG by the ounce
I smoke more than a damn chimney

All this

a credit or debit it's incoherent
Rappers want to settle for better than less and sell their spirit
Get a song and dance in some funny pants and they go

is better than debit or credit it's the generational wealth
We need our families closer than ever cause this where the end of the game will begin
Cause

Hashtag, new year new me
With the same dad jokes and the same mom jeans
With the same damn song by the same damn means
I'm the same damn kid with

like oh my bad
I didn't mention IRS in the econ class
They didn't even mention credit but i'm in my bag
To get it some supremacist probably get so mad

responsibilities
Just caught up in my bubble of memories reminiscing
The times you saw your crush and barely spoke a single sentence
Years gone by, some are names

on game
I just hope you takin' notes
Bitch, I had the fame way
Before I learned to cope
Put respect up on my name
I'm surrounded by the GOATs

You say,

the fck away from the coke man
Division now, when they talk about the menace
The legacy I leave them make
It worth every minute
Guaranteed by the time that