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talking hot but never serious
Hurd these niggas tryna sneak diss it got me curious
This ain't no diss track, any beef I'm finna bury it
I'm finna skrt skrt

I'm the queen, you know the crown fits, gotta hustle hard, no time to sit,
I'm on the grind, I make the hits, stacking up the paper, bit by bit.
Fast

catch me on the porch with these demons
Springtime looks like my soul needs some cleanin
Monsters on the way to pick me up hear em screamin
Bumpin tracks

of just cause and trust laws
Manifest acceptance as a audience applause
A river of greed its an undisrupted flow
While civilian police are nothing but

dodge the bacon 
This is my life for making 
I been down heart is aching 
Switch it up change my station 
Frame by frame like claymation 
Living through

Its all for the New Society
They now know the real plague is the ‘Family’, just
Trust in the State and you’ll be happy
Cos’ they now know the TRUE

thought process goes deeper than the lochness
So watch this prophet come and rake a profit 
You can do nothing to stop it, I'm just out to get it popping

comin
Nothing like breaking the mould just to rise above it
Call me the tide cause I peak once a day
Reaching new heights and new titles every step

While these imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition, 
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion

on that
I'm bringing a whole new appeal to rap
Could spit it as fast as your feet on a track
Go gather your bags, pick up all the pieces
The white boy is

I can do it now
Or do it when I'm older
US intelligence
Revel at my folder
Eminem Show
Know I can never fold up
Track six the kiss
Yo the gun be out

Something I can't do
This murder ain't a mystery
You won't have a clue
All you gon have is these tracks
Made by the abstract
And yo girl in some ash
Bitch I

Running thru this track like I'm Barry sanders
Shoutout to the gang and my boy jake landers yuh

Let me get it back
I mean my life's been movin really fast

rappers by day's end
Yet they lack the skill niggas don't really rap for real
I clap the steel you 100 yard dash like it was track and field
Cut from a rare

the fam yeah back of the back
Black truck, side by side, back of the back
Nascar, got this shit back on track
Ride with the slimes, they all scream Slatt

hear it
You an Op, You stay that for life
Ten years later, it's still on site
I play with your mind by playing with your wife
Shoot a flick with her, we

DnD
So please do not disturb
Taking over summer like we Phineas and Ferb
Hit the block, now I got the whole block turnt
We gon' make it out, make

a lotta favors for these niggas
I got nothing back
I was always by myself
I had nobody in my corner
Now I suffer from success
I think this shit is

virus got us going crazy
But we gone rise through this people 
We all we got

Al Blaze 
Spit fire on the track

(Hook)
WE GONE RIIIIII
IIIIIII
IIIIIIISE

trouble Okay; Medusa Slay; Carry my Name; Okay Okay
Grinding' Day by Day; Headshot my Brain; I Maintain the Endgame
Have to reload Babe; Okay! Hold it Back;

that get messy (Messi)
My tank on full, you on empty
You don't wanna start a war with me
You don't wanna be up by forty feet
I don't wanna be met at your

been
In the stu for a while so
It's nice to be out
(Did you hear 7ELIX new track?) yNKD: "So
I've been hearing people in the city
Talking about you for

a mistake
Didn't really bother me though, I took it okay
Internet trolls always calling me weird
I get mad shade thrown at me by all of my peers
I've been

And a 30 on my waist, but I’m tryna duck a case
If a nigga get out of line, then ima put him in his place 
It ain’t nothing on my mind, but wake up and go