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day 
Tryna secure the fuckin' bag

I don't even fuckin' sleep
I work so hard I cannot breathe
This drive is what separates me
I'm grindin' while ya'll

Unique Creation, One of a kind
No one like me
Here we go, Here we go
No more silence
This is the time to speak

the only thing I can think of is

20k off the giffies that I got[00:42.19]Hit the book cause I'm cleaning out the spot[00:44.29]Face mask don't make it hot, Look, ooter creeping with

(Don't Blink)
We taking it by force
With hostile intentions
Hostile
Hostile, yeah
(Hostile)
(Councel)
(Hostile) 
(Hostile)
You don't know left from

and connect all of you!
I just wanna...
I just wanna...

I don't know a thing...
My words are flying in the soundwave
Created by my voice!
Echo is lost again!
I

steady clout chasing 
Solidify my name into the game just like the book of David 
To this I ain’t no stranger, just know I’ll never change up
Took the path

ain't no mud
On like 2 and a half
I jus linked up with Tut (RiP)
We don't play fair
Never went by the book
Can go anywhere
Cause I never been shook
Smokin

still the same, ain't shit changed, just the cash flow and my bitch game

Smokey told me go do my thing and don't worry about what the haters say
That's

it's like the cry of babies
This is the last phase of the moon, I be di shine already
Don't even joke
They want to go man to man like declaration

then you gon' face some failure, we can give you purpose, chasing happiness, (don't need a savior)

Me, Myself, and I was who you said was gonna hold it

I'm King Of My Rhyme
Ahead of my time
You back of the line
I'm in the front
I'm King Of My Rhyme bitch
I'm King Of My Rhyme
Don't play with my crown,

Mmmmm oh no not this shit again
Man I hate this shit ahhhh
Fuck here we go again

On the thirteenth day
In the cycle phases
The sickness kicks
In

his face
I made myself useful, I aint just taking up space
I set the dinner table, and I’m saying the grace
Im leading by example, I don’t know know

Walk under a ladder
See the fucking glass shatter
See the dimensions of the universe burst
Entering the wormhole
Blindly chasing time, where do i go

stating influence
A bamma, a fashion noob
I go Banner, on Gamma fluid
No MAGA, will matter to em
I'm bashing their madder views	
I'm a passionate, rapping

Last Dayz

Mr. Serv-On

War Is Me, Pt. 1: Battle Decisions

2000

with your killer.
It's your last breath, it's your last cry.

I go all out constantly thankin' how to get mine
Everything I do is a hustle, pullin'

the PM to AM, while everyone snooze (on god)
Yeah, my mum didn't know any English, she had to get back to the books (yeah straight up)
I didn't have any

I don't fuck wit you back 
Got the key to my city ain't giving it back 
Bout to cook up my tape like I'm cooking up crack 
And them features don't

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

on the D-low as a person dude
But a whole new ego blooms when the curtains slew
I don't encourage you to see what I have the urge to do
And that's just being

and the nighttime blinding
My oh my are we confined
And I hope you find me I won't forego,
Right by your side is my only home
And I wrote you this tape what a private

and contagious
They wanna hear us just listen we're too far from complacent
Shoes on for the races moved on from the basics
Won't cut it out till they book us no

Your diamonds are fake my nigga you lame
Fuck you thought this was a game
Choppa go bang leave you cobain
Noodle your spirit your spinal and brain

don't do it for the fame
Villains steady paper chasing
Leave em' winded
Die in vain
Veins are struck with confetti
When I arrive on the scene
Is it