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I ain't looking for contention
No point in that
I cant get mad
I'm 15 forever
Cause now i got that cash
And a brand new flat
And you can stop by
realer than that
Championship Sly one hell of a name
It didn't have a ring when I came in the game
I captured they ears by telling my pain
If I made
very clear (it’s so clear)
We keep it mellow all damn year
Yeah, all damn year
Yo, I gotta get some shit off my chest
Lotta rappers in the game getting
this shit is too vanilla
I might get a blondie
Yeah I'm writing rhymes
And I ain't even got no food inside my stomach
Brain saying I need some
'Bout
Spark up the blunt, and gaze in the blaze of glory
Opening up discussing the games of our purgatory
Her Instagram was popping, she's crowded by the love
to pass the time
Cuttin fetamines to get an appetite
Cause we prefer the silence
Bars to keep them quiet
We eatin over here
Ask em what the fucks a diet
Now these niggas don't want me to win
I guess I just gotta talk my shit then aye
Like Top Ramen is spread from the bounty
This hunter is aiming
with Mewtwo, abused by confusion
I'm Gen 5's truest, you're InGen's amusement
The Game Freak of Gen five claims I was used for business
While selling
Passenger in a slab
Or court side by Joel Embiid
She's a bread hunter
That Bria keep em coming
That Bria keep a roster
Can't trust her you gotta watch her
You
wrong (dead wrong)
First, you get your swagga right
Then, go stand right by that light
Let that light hit off that ice
Lookin like you landin flights
Addicted to me methamphetamines
Got my brothers with me they right next to me
Get your girl off my line, steady sexting me
I'm the sauce you cannot
I’ll be damned, if I settle for less (Be damned)
Life no game, take to the chest (No game)
Go hard, i’ma give it my best (Go hard)
Don’t rest,
never tried
Just know now it’s mythical
The way I been begged by men
It takes away my zen
They ask again and again
Is this a game of pretend
I mean
broadcasted
Choice of cobra (hissssss)
The venom remains the same
Game of stale toxins camo'd with the now
Ornamental satellite options
Whatever's good I
the game
Though I'm winning
Though I'm winning every breath i haven't captured the air time
Penning every letter still willing to share mine
A genius with
from that hit of Cobra Kai
All these lies, all these lies, got them crossin' all these lines
Catch me slippin' with a blondie, 2010 Amanda Bynes
But
By wicked guys and witching babes
There's only one who can see
Can hunt you down in all your games
Despite the stories he needs
He will keep crushing
[Featuring Star Polite]
[Method Man]
(There...there?)
One more game
Yo uh huh uh huh
Staar
Surround sounder blunt smokin
and half straight bastard
No mask when your flag get captured
First class, take you to the rap hereafter
Gone in a flash and yet he gets faster
Sick when
Russell
A thick chick on top the mattress in the bag under
Rap or trap, I get it both ways like I'm Trav Hunter
The game lacking passion, dawg, this shit is
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
since '81
And I got opps looking down the barrel
I'm rollin' it's all games and fun
First fire balls, I'm bringing peril
Don't live by Rools here
But
the rises catch them by surprises
Take them for it all with no compromises
Alpha Dog homie it's more than a title
So focused on my game so I'm sighting my
tryna get mo' change
If you ain't know, now you know mayne!
Slang game green rain, sleet, hail, snow
Finna take another trip to the liquor store
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