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Ready, go!

I got a K with hundred rounds
Nigga hate just like a clown
I'm off a perk 'cause it put me down
You bottom tier nigga, sit down
You with

You think I read em you’re
Very wrong sir in fact
You deserve a wood plaque
For an astounding lack
Of awareness and tact
Who is my inspiration
Leading

knee deep
And it’s time To Get it kicking now
To see me on your stage in 6 years’ll cost a 100 thou
And that’s low balling
Quid pro quo problems
We

A hundred million years

I started this whole thing staring out into a canyon
A void
Past reflections and crossbeams
Over foggy street lit by orange

buried creeks blood bubbles from your mouth as you try to speak
Dead on your back as everything's abandoned natures woods naked roped in back of a

Van by

Let me tell you a tale about a man named Abe
Well he was kind of a righteous man, he was God's fave
God loved Abe so much he gave him the promised

double N. 3D. 
Flow unique 
If you peep what I speak 
I be keeping it 100 each 
And everyday of the week 
Rappers try but can never compete
Murdered by

bird he was talking on twitter
Empty that 30 then turn to Big Dipper I drop
Like a hundred, I am a big spender
I hit from da back bruise
Yo bitch her

I wear what I want cuz
It don’t hurt nobody
I wear what I want
Cuz it’s my body-ody-ody

I’m a life-size bitch
Life-size bitch

I got a 100 different

forever
I get dizzy we get down
Never really ever frown
My life a slice of art
Pink, but Burly wood brown yo
Smooth gears I'll be switching
Hair blowing in

woods, goin' zip by the zip
And I don't even gotta do it, Ill pay em for a hit
And I don't even gotta text, I'm still layin' with yo bitch
And I don't

they will pass 
No time to relax
My time is running thin

I'm lost in the lost woods 
Protected by my hood
100 years passed
Her strength draining fast

bitch sound like blam
Slaughtering niggas, like lambs Finna spark this wood, need a couple of amps
Only one nigga survived his chop, but he got a limp
Got

thotties, getting sloppy in this bitch
You brought your shorty, but I bet you a hundred thousand you gon' miss
I'm fucking that bitch in the lobby and I bet

capping in ya raps lil nigga stop lying
Nike online new kicks I'm buying
Ordered air max's all white pure platinum
With the 98 cartier wood grain glasses

No more fallen pianos or pratfalls
No broad comedy, not flying economy no more
A hundred guitar amps stacked to the wall
No more foreign wars I

bang bang
Onomatopoeia
Three grand on my feet like I'm standing on a Kia
Got that sick flow drip like a man with gonorrhea
Bitch
Pricey items entice me
I

best before we run shit
Your tryna hold me back but it's too late
We having fun yet
Talk about my dreams put my everything upon tracks
I been going in

livin crazy lives
But we still the same ones
Yuh
Woods in the room
Tobacco and kush
Stay the perfume
That’s what we do
We grindin but really got nothin

on the wood of our doors
There'll be a million things our hands never held
There'll be a hundred million things our eyes never saw
cnd as many others that we

Stuff 3.5 in a wood that's fine I'll roll on time and I know my time
Is coming soon so I'm on my grind and I'm on this side I ain't on that side
Got

Marching Out

Everon

Paradoxes

1993

of the world
Dreams will be unfurled
If we unite and stand side by side
We can survive
Please let the sun shine on me
Shine on me now

And as we leave

some people in my
Corner that's gon' ride for me
I got a woman by my side
Who'd really die for me
I got the labels on the line
They want the pie from me

to me
This shit ain't come easy , ya it ain't come for free
These kicks on my feet are worth about a key
Cookies in the wood shit is so bittersweet
Homie