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like chores in the morn, I put the rhythm on, drop these bars, even in a thunder storm
warm it up jub, they love you in the bay, when good meet great,

getting naked
She looking at me like don't make me rape you
But I'm making plans to go get some more paper
Cause these niggas playing with me like a Sega

far boring, make these millions off of touring

Feelin' like I'm Messi by the way that I am scoring

Feelin' like I'm Papi with the champagne always

myself back there, yeah
Those them good good times
By now
Most of ya know that
I went back to school
Five years ago
Studied audio at REC dubba you
Know

She saw me put in late nights
Like I was the real David Letterman
Only difference is
I'm the version from the ghetto man
And I get it man

Yeah

Local

the heart of David 
Give me a love like Joseph 
They talk about me all-day 
But it don't matter cause You Chose me yeah

Aye don't get it twisted, I run with

for the people not David Cameron
Maintain my place in the game and I'm adamant
I spit fire like I had a bit of paraffin
Why would I care if an amateur

at times a mockery
I I feel these unrealized dreams hopes and desires
Ganging up like bullies mocking me
Teasing me
Feelings of failure and inadequacy won't

dies, he dies, he knew it when he stepped in the ring
These family Tyrone's strong hip rock's what we sling
So just say yes like ya Floetry, potent poetry

mo guns in the safe
I aint worried bout jail time or a case
Either you or me ill be damned my family at my wake
Want all the smoke like a nigga out

Deodorant no one sweatin’ me
Got locs so they still dreadin’ me
See the competition and I cruz by like penelope
Cruise like David Aames in Vanilla Sky
And I

my cousin David real niggas dont tell
I sold drugs all week and then i hit the mall
And if yo bitch from my hood we then hit em all
I sold every drug

eyelids
See no evil if I'm one for the violence
One foot under, dirt inside of my sinus
Hop out of coffins like I'm never gon' fall
Finding time alone

you
Think about the times when i had dubbed you
Lost are the days of our lovin'
Now it's super bad like McLovin
Said you needed time or should i wait up

better
12:01 November 1st
12:01 November 1st
With a full moon
The first time there's been a full moon on Halloween in quite a few years
The earth fears

to a masterpiece (a masterpiece)
Backtrack, breathe, I'm calling Heaven home (I'm calling Heaven home)
All these rappers capping in the hook but I'm like Peter Pan

a killer on the loose
Last seen ripping jeebs at the Tribal Hoose
Wanted for the murder and the slaughter of these beats
And he goes by the name Mr B
Ah shit

looking like some actors here's a movie role
Try to told you niggaz it ain’t no thang nope
Doin my own thang
I’m swerving by the forks in the road to make

, 'Let me hug you' and it's like, 'Ah! These people are fucking crazy!'"" No, they're not.
	
Me and my mom has such a weird relationship that makes it hard

the plastic, like ni**a i gotta have it
I'm copping it by the O-Z, my marijuana's jurassic
Cover your child's ears cause my lyrics sometimes are graphic
Any

and the fame and the name but the money got me agitated
Feel like I'm out of david
Forget about me and I'm a come back chunky as milk when it's out of dated
I

on the Egyptian times
These be pyramids we'd be building
Legendary
Book of David (Gangsta Grillz)

grimmy
Ma nigga don't try me
Addicted to money
These niggas act funny
I'm stunning
She coming
Like plumbing
Nobody realer
Priddy still killer
With me

ain't one of the same cut through these niggas like spades
I'm keeping one in the brain, David-Goliath
I'm always taking my shot i'm slinging before I get