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I'll box your bitch ass
You fake ass, feeble and yes I'm second to none
"Listen to him talk, you'd think he got them big balls!
No accolades shining— but

crazy unabomunists, these proxy kicky tricks
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Psychometric poets, two heads better than none
Selling middle names

I just hope that you notice I've been losing my focus
Changed up my habit's none of them been working
Cut off the pain it got me feeling frozen
Got

on field, on the stove, i'm the G.O.A.T getting cream that ain't dairy
Every bar a slug, I swear to God it ain't Gary
We know you trash see the carry
All that

been trying to live by the scripture
They bother me, tell me not to preach
Ain't in none of my pictures
The likes of which you have never seen
They still

none of us adjacent
You ain’t on the team, I’m telling you
Remember this
Your time is limited, farewell, the bar-rel
You’ll be facing (Get familiar)

her vagina
Got on a rubber tonight
But my bro gone hit raw
It's Boogie the Heda
You soft
Got a militia
If niggas want war
Carry the toolies
Oh toddles

fake golds from church

None of my niggas scared of that pressure
They sendin' shots at you like letters
I cannot hear your niggas hella-kella
I'm

Lot of death in em' really ain't no peace til we pass
We was bagging up dog food purina by the half
I might bring the whole squad through so you can see

Remember the times
When a nigga was down at his lows
Till i doubled back
Ran up a bag
Got me a cheque
Now torcho and i got the game by the neck
Carry

to land
I was full on but you barely gave half a damn
Now I'm left with half a mind
To carry on as half a man
Got mad when I found out ya did ya dirt
Got

don't believe you!
My reputation carry stripes in hood
I am Zebra
Fucker! Neither you nor your man's my caliber
I challenge you, the cocaine balancer
We

not find it fun getting none
Bitch move, unless you finna suck my dick
Mean, under certain circumstances with this shit
Go and do your dance. Do your

what I own
Ain't nobody that I owe
Did this shit all by my lonesome
With the brothers you already know
How can you try to deny all the times that I

are full ice
That could sink the titanic
Im independent artist 
Aint none my shit fuckin branded
I moved out the U.S. 
because when I was there i felt i

before ours
Yet none would love as deep as we do
The heavens would envy us

I worshiped your body as you worshiped mine
Like the lick of flame our lips had

Wanted second chances i ain’t poised to luck,
Opposed to trust,
Carry on you ain’t roll with us,
This a whole different league,
No more bold and rust,
Cuz

still low-kеy
I'm doing amazing to my haters none
Of them arе out doing me
Trying to bring peace and
Meditate like Thailand
You know that it's true, go

left
See I'm the type of nigga
Ride for my team
And ima grind and get it
By any means
Boy you fuckin wit kings
No rookie been doing my thing
They know

saving chances
Cause I was craving dances
On my laps by exotic dancers
Chasing romances
That proved to be psychotic cancers
That killed my psyche
Just

grill
Ya know what I'm saying?
Listen
By the age of aquarius
My mind state was gugarious
Various opponents whose stature was hilarious
Like you
Throwing

marmaduke
put up a wall and i barb it too
that way it harming you
hopping it that's what that karma do
i conceal carry my .38 special
especially for any

I got all the badges in my hand now
Told you niggas I'm the king up in my damn town
Ain't talking items, I'ma get up in my bag now
Tell em put they

industry complex
The context running the streets
Never progress
It's like obsession to carry a deadly weapon
You back in house of correction
In the streets