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Bar was raised up high by all the xan and when my lover dipped
I stay calm and guided through the qualms to reach the subtle shit
I still got anxiety,

dawg, by any means
Humans are so greedy, I promise to never leave and
Never lose this hunger building in my stomach, y'all made even 
Said my grandma

hands are squeezed around my neck
(Be finally off of my Rap God)
This feels so good

Don't you disturb that Rap God, when his hands are squeezed around my

really like the lil bro, great ideas in his head
Always gotta keep the family close, mob ties like drizzy said
Only walk by Flawless rules, now I got y'all

hands are squeezed around my neck
(Be finally off of my Rap God)
This feels so good

Don't you disturb that Rap God, when his hands are squeezed around my

forget to say Psalms
Make the Lord my refuge
I know I'm in a safe hands
Been a middle man for scammers
I got scammed as well
I guess it's karma well
My

You know I'll catch you when you're falling
And I'ma take all your burdens
Ain't no problem
Don't you know that a man is
Only made for his calling?

This song is dead
Yes sir
Cashing and counting sheep
Got all the world asleep
Dreaming of wolves that keep
The watchful eye
Of slothful pride
In

the poor in countries
But never show their hardworking doctors that work in them
24/7, breaking their backs, not worrying about if they get a check
So they

on
I'm about to wax off all you hoe
But undertake a bitch
Transformin' on all you hoe
Pretty tough, hot, have you
Bitches can't see me, no
Hated by many

on his neck 

When I t comes this rap shot 
I flow like vet 
I done lost all my friends 

But they in better place
Still walk in hood 

Niggas die every

thoughts I'm getting closer to my fears
They all cheer now
They never wanted to listen
I never wanted to fit in
And so i got me a vision
I've seen too many

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by

Winner Man

The Lion of Judah,shut the mouth of lions
(c WINNER McN)
clways in his hands like suitcase carryon
(c WINNER McN)
The reason I'm so bold I

check in with my PO now its all or nothing
Its kind of risky but i need the money rent coming 
And the new J's I dont want to rob for them
But I will if I

A murderous sin
But got no problem strappin
A murderer in
And shoot em up with toxic shit
Destroying all his cells
After already spending decades
Rotten away in

to bread spots
We grow in our knowledge of evil like college for needles
Producing robbers and fienders but no, doctors or leaders
Just coppin lean by

"Hi my name is Dr. Rains and I'm Going to be talking to you so that you can go back to school 
Cause you know school sent you away, cause you know,

80 died in a foreign place
Twenty-two in a bombed foyer, there’s 
Bloody hands can you wash these stains?
For the times can we stop this rage
What’s

New 23, went LeBron on the clip, call my brother, Shemar, live his life in
The feild When I talk to the doctor, I say how I feel
I can't lie bout

had it hard
But I tried to give em the upper hand, the tatted arm
Mind of a Hustler who had it all, yuh
I went from tryna survive, to try tryna thrive

idle can't catch up

But here I stand
A Yordle who's holding your
Life in his hands
One dart, and you're back to the stands
All those best laid plans

Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"

Aye, man, y'all know what

on the hellcat
Flowing on the beat yeah I'm riding on the hi hat
Two racks in a day gotta make the bag back
Pull up extra clean and your bitch Imma bag that