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we got a creed)
Feel like King Arthur
If you try break my path
I will destroy you
I live by the sword I die by the sword
There won't be no complicity

come give ‘em to y'all 
I’m thankful for my fans if not for ya’ll i’d be gone
Ya’ll give me a bigger purpose I try to not die for y'all 
Don’t mean

Back down I ascend 
Until I'm gon with the wind
Burning once again 

I finally came to grips that it's out of my hands
Learn how to handle when it

game I want it
I'm on top this shit, I'm on it
This ain't humble, We gone' flaunt it
They gone' hate me when im honest, lil' bitch
Okay, smoke sesh
Smoke

leave 'em as Jane Does
But you know how the saying goes, they won't love you 'til you die
But I got the recipe for success, and they out here feeding lies

die
Had a feeling my n**** wasn't holding it down
Should've peeped but I fucked up the math
I meditated off cups late at night and about four in

a twist to all the love
Insane how many songs I made that never hit a lot
I'm just grateful for the real ones
I'm just happy that you heard
We off the scale

my words can't be weighed by a scale
Tremblin' on they knees 'fore I appear, too many bars how am I not
In jail? I'm gonna be doin' this all year, four

do is gonna get me killed
Then realize don't gotta worry 'cause look at my skin
It vanilla but when they ask for my whole name I feel the pressure

unbreakable
Serious but i can take a joke
Tell me what did you take me for
I pray to God that he sees im avoiding hell
I feel like Kobe but im playing my part

you shine better yet fly to
Before I put the mic down Ima have to die too
One time for the ones that's hearing me
Separate from the ones that's looking

another trap, you see how many jobs I just provided?
You not a boss, homie, you just a sidekick
Step aside, it's Machine, niggas start buggin' out
My gun

you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game

can't get rid a
They told me lil E just be patience kno you gon be bigger

I don't ask for much I just want you to feel meeee
Befo I lie up on my loved

tiptoeing
Bet I can make a bitch out of yo big homie
Take his lil bitch from him
Whip out my dick watch how she put her lips on it
I know they hate me
But

Honestly to tell you the truth, you don't impress me
Every mention calling my name, they wanna test me
Suspicions all the time, how I glide between

dam
Buckling up with the strap
Skudududududu brap lovely jubbly chap
Putting my hood on the map
Too many baps and still I go ham
Forget pepper spray

that lil' pussy leakin'
Stickbaby drip good like a deacon
Let him reach for my neck and I'm teachin
Foot on they neck, got these fuck boys on defense

I ain't into gambling,
Many artist had to die for their work
It comes within time but time isn't earned
It's guaranteed, but if you lose track
You'll

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

another nigga down
Raise the middle finger to your face, face me now
Sub Sub Subliminal shots, I multiply your shots by Zero
I'm that hero for black people

littering literature lord here I lay
Down to sleep, if it's meant to be, that if I should die before I wake
Please keep Morty safe he stuck with me as I

'head, kick rocks, it's no mean feat
Go on and breathe
Then bow down, bend your knees
Ain't no one in this game is as cold as me
I'm below the freeze
You

wouldn't be the truth if I told ya I wasn't stressing
Wouldn't be the truth if i tell ya I'm not a blessing
This from me to you so I'm hoping you learn