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to that
Too much dick ridin', where the killers at?
I'm surrounded by these hoe niggas
Like ain't no heaven for a dope dealer
Life is a fork in the road,

loose or they shoot for respect
Had to do what i had to do
Make a move to collect
Got whatever dope for you to select
I'm 'bout the pesos, yes
Hard times,

from Lil
Fame and Billy Danzе (Brrrrt)
Pistol whip you with it if the blicky jam
Eliminate thе middle man
Get it from the source
Smoke you like loose

pipe
I'm like a monster lookin' for
Something to eat by daylight
Please don't let me leave from no house
Or I'll become the next killa
The news is

Y'all got the testers, man?
Nigga, it ain't even nine o'clock
And you fiendin' on the
 get the fuck outta here damn
Yo, why you act like that,  yo?

profit sniffin' all the
Product up your nostril?
The blind leadin' the lost
He can't guide you
This a page out the dope mover's novel
Eatin' food at LAVO

How should I just start this
Maybe start by saying
That I'm flyer than a partridge
Or that I have more ink on
Than a Kinkos printer cartridge
Or that

Hoping for a chance
To speak out, and just be heard
To put the scene of the
Crime in your own words
Thinking witness, man, I doubt to my scenario
Maybe

rappers don't know how to act
cny man that comes close to this mic stand 
Is getting back hand slapped into Neverland
cnd that's a fact
Jack
Son ain't got

The wimp's on the loose
He's bought all the land
He's out for revenge
To hurt every man
He'll print all the food
And drug every kid
Pretend like he's

a bag on some Balenciagas
Damn that bitch is a rockstar
You don't even know me smoking rasta
Smoking dope, huh
Like a rockstar
Man we gonna go far
She

Puerto Rico (Uh)
By the time
That I switch up the flow
Catch me a pop
Then I'm upping the score
4 pocket rockets
We pull up with choppas
Don't come for no

We on that dumb shit
I can tell way you moving you ain't done shit
Yeah, we on that fun shit
Yeah let's just stop talking about it lets do it man

We

and you treat me so well and I'm proud to be your mister (Man)
Me give thanks to the Father everyday, Christmas and Easter
Take my card to the ATM
De gal

it's nothing pretty tour up gritty and is shitty. 
Man enough to walk alone,
But I keep my rounds with me, 
It's Shifty.
Grab a rental car straight from

dope
You swear that I was pushing weight
I body a beat like I body the flow
I'll body you buddy Ii'm ready to go
Drink coffee and money and plenty of dro

Went to sleep and I woke up realer
Posted like an 80s dope dealer beat killer culprit a
Known go getter grown I'll finish yo dinner 
I'll rain

Verse 1: Po3
I’m motivated by the notion of being overrated or under-appreciated for greatness
I know the matrix, with the numbers on the screen I

I remember Plotting,
Young nigga not a lot of options, 
16 around drugs and the dirty rockets,
Motivated by them dope boys in the projects, 
Who had

Verse 1

Damn this beat is dope
Menace on the flow
Time to run amuck
Got my eyes low,
With my head up,
Four fingers down,
Middle finger up,
Sin on my

(damn) hop in den Lamb (skurr) 
You know I'm the man
Hit die Boutique und copp' mir Louis V (yeah)
Whip up den Brick in nem Airbnb (Trap)

Es ist so

JP Did This 1

Kells, this is a real rapper's theme music
Bitch, sing to it
This how you cook up some dope with no powder
Don't turn on that stove

brings
Your voice is right there
And you lead me to better things

I know we're meant to be together

Isn't it dope how you mail all
Of your own merch by

uhh
I'm a savage 2 first what's cracckin
These rappers are fools they
Wastin stacks on madden
It's not near funny ya tough face mans
Got me reachin for