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to put the whole trap in a night night
Instagram got ya'll in a trance
In real life, you don't stand a damn chance no
An angel rebuilt by the devil's hands

Flows cook, your souls shook like a roll of dice
So precise when I reel ya state, word life
Street fighter, speech fire to fire heat on the beat timer

Real One
Huh, Lui Cambio
Quiero ver tu cuerpo caliente
En la arena cerca del mar
Donde yo ya quiero tenerte
No aguanto mas las ganas para comerte

that 
That's where my minds at 

Hold up I got more to say
I faced death in 7th grade So know I ain't got time to play 
I put in real work no help 
Still

that the road changed
Took our shot together, I guess someone here had the wrong aim
Sad to say took the emojis from ya phone name
Girl, you didn’t even

said doing my thing she say I know you living that life
I say shorty ain't a thing I just bling and my pinky ring told me you like to play dyke
She say I

Every hater that was tryin me
And tell ya kids they can follow me
Cause I am everything they oughta be
All facts no cap
Real life no rap
That's right I'm

da hood throw up ya set
They killed yo little homie and you ain't step
Them niggas went right but i went the left
I'm my own person that's why they

to the streets 
From that dirty gun play 
Some killed by the police 
Just for being a black man 
One thing that's a known fact 
That we all gone have to leave

a rhyme a masterpiece,
To find a balance that matches all of ya talents,
That way that you work your hips 
When walking right through our palace,
And how

Back in the day couldn’t get no play
None of these bitches want me
Now it’s today and now I got all of these bitches on me
The game done changed I

need to keep the bands Tucked
If it ain't peace put ya hands up
A Draco never scared us
Why you worried if the block Bussin?
Altercation
You need 3

tracked by the facts that there ain’t non and that evident
So when I hear some good music dawg that shit be replenishing
Cuz half of the shit right now

man
My nigga I remember running from cops
Getting shot at by niggaz
Be hard not to cry in this both sometimes man
I use to flood da streets wit weed n

with no walls in it
Make it harder for another nigga to get all in it
Cuz I eat it play with it beat it until you all finish
But when that pussy tight

to quit 
Pull the plug on my consciousness, tell my heart
Sayonara, no tomorrow, I'm not fond of being haunted 
By the thought of no tomorrow 
But there is.

nowhere to stay
Then play the blame game when they paper move away
If you can lose everything and then get it right back
Shouldn't be a reason every week

spaz
Professor X when I teach classes
Teach how to multiply ya power by 4 I'm tryna be fantastic
I cast spells when I spit bars
My saliva Magic
I'm harry

matter when you're way up high
You cast your spells on all living souls
If they wanna get to know ya' there's a terrible toll
You chew them up but it's

look at you just a memory 
Never remorse 
I always do it you kidding me 
Listen 
Play time is over 
I don't know what it is 
Or what they told ya 
But

Cooking up beats I love the smell of it
Play it back people saying well it’s lit
Rapping until I’m hella rich
I can tell you jealous it
Doesn’t even matter

Me and ya girl had a conversation
Conversation
Yeah
To be honest I was kind of faded
Now this liquor got us open like a combination
She say I’m just

I'm smoking ya
Flow so clean you'd think I'm drinking chlorine
Marijuana smoke
No codeine
Meanwhile leaving you in denial
Your practically senile
By now

Watch her walk right past ya
Without even twitching her eye
Without turning to the side to greet you
Oh but tell me who am I to say she's no good
No