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Devin Leary passes niggas when they blow the bullets
"Oh, shoot, Duck!" niggas screamin' when I pull it
Lyrically murder, jumpin' hurdles, how I do it

my Glock hold a Pippen
I used to walk past the Ave up to Linden
Sent a DM, so them shots when I send them
I'ma put niggas right next to they siblings

When I strike on 'em I'm like lightning, yo
The nights get cold, I don't like this
I be climbin' ropes, hopin' I might just blow
Though I've been alone

in perfect time

Having a drink to calm me down
Is a nightly occurrence now
I’ve tried to slow the pace
But it all just blows up in my face
The drinks

ride for my Rydah
You know
Just tell me the truth, I'm dropping the past in booth
Watching you tighten the noose, got nothing to lose
Sanity slipping,

and fuck cracker, I havta flow faster
Go faster, blow passcha , no question, won't ask ya, these bastards, disaster, all tragic
Don't matter, this shit here

heart's been hurt a lot and torn apart
I could sell out and then blow ya
Change all that I know
Just to go and get my cut
Like y'all told me to
But I'll put

on this hench ting
When I'm in central, yeah they see I get a mention

Stay trending Yeah I'm busy nowadays
I ain't got the time So don't blow my line
Cause

blow out my nose
Airborne in a corkscrew 
With my horns two
I’m scoring on the left
I’m scoring on the right
I’m flooring yah in Florida
World finals in

can't erase
Anything that's taken place
She made the ultimate sacrifice
Its the end of my days
Its past midnight
Now I am a gremlin
Strap 4k to my back

Locked up in the stu like it's a prison, tryna get past these bars
I swear if I blow, then all these women gonna ask for checks
Make excuses as to why they

the paint do

If I need work done, I call up the same dude
She keep bringing up the past, that's case closed
I've been focused on my cash, the bankroll
I got

hard to comprehend i go hard here
Tryna wrap a rapper up like a Souvenir
Yea I know it
in this rapping shit I’m half past goated
Can’t compare me I’m in

A hurricane that just lays down
On its way to blow away a town
It stops spinning round and round
Yeah that's me with you
An outlaw that's hung up his

speak about the past cause ion trynna 
Reminisce 
Got them other n!ggas mad cause they ain’t get part of that licc
Don’t even flex or gotta flag been in

mhmm
Bekomm was ich will und Hater platzen vor Neid 


(Tcha Money Boy) 
Young Rich Motherfucker 
Early mornin trapin
Walk inside the Mall und blow die

half-past no by the time I get home
Never forget it's all you ever wanted as it takes its toll
It's time to let this thing go

Do what you like do what you

the moment you wake
blow the candles out on your birthday cake
happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
happy birthday happy birthday
happy birthday to you

these really necessary as they only
Give us awareness of our continued
Existence?
Sparks that turned to lifeless ash
But we still blow big breaths holding

on my grind, writing whatever is coming to mind
Leaving the past behind, hold up, still an unsigned
Mastermind, killing these rhymes Every day just

a week I wanna blow out my brain
Jonathan got major pain so just call me Kang
Trying to conquer big goals to put respect on my name
I'll probably fucking

niggas, yeah, we don't fuck with phonies
Hey, you a G, but I heard about your past. You drove so fast, you crashed
Yeah, fuck all that shit I had 300 on my

So long past gone that ship has sailed
They lay there alone in the wind and the hail
In the dark of the night in the sunshine haze
They gave up their

and blows, I'm coming straight for they heads.
Decapitate 'em.
They music has become over saturated.
Looking back, I'm glad I made it just the way that I did.