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Let's get it right
Boss Don Biggavel 
Got the boy, Young Los
Brought POP on the boards
Going through some turmoil right now
Might be the last one
But

We got 'em running scared
And we poking 'em in they sore spot
The homies said he's phony
He claims he's on and a sure shot
Heard a couple rhymes by

You ain't got nothing on these moves, you're two left feet
Years since I've been beat, you can suck it through your teeth loose
We beat the beat til

I loved being an arse hole when I was younger
Fucking around saying and doing whatever I wanna
But the older I get the more I have to consider
Other

nobody
Only myself when I dey pace
Man dey face
Yeah
Where the money dey me I face
E get Aza Shey e paste
Shey na wells abi na chase
No man can stop
No man

you see as they tears man escape
If you got shape escape my sister you get raped

Guns drugs slugs
Multiplied by thugs in the slums
Headquarters

dese b****ez showing Ti**is 
Real Mob Ties 
I got the OG and the Gottis (Gang)
Wit me

Tryna be a Young Thug 
That'll get F***ed up (Bow)
I'm Trippie

poom fat and it's bigger than that
I'm a bank in the city like sterling
Imma ball where these niggas can't get in
Your gyal just slide in my DM
Said

to kick it with
The flyest almost immigrant 
Who don't believe innocence  
Just silk slippers and incense for instance 
Let's get into this
The deep shit

thinking sadistic
I be spitting like I thought I saw labias twitching
Barack Hussein, get the grays holding down my position
Loosey goosey, I'm off the juicy

on the loose
better stick to the rules when you messing with the dude
I get lethal with this tool
yea these bars beautiful like the perfect cuticles
yea I love

there soon
Hey

If you made it this far, then you just finished
Blossoming from Bitterness, the EP created by myself, JManTis
Thank you
I appreciate you

ti'm ba de gbamu, mo ma kan ni back

she don dey call me back
she don dey want me back
uuu (Additional vocals by BeatboyJW)
yeah
dem tell me before, dem

Hope faltered with just a thought
Tis all in vain, you need only rely on yourselves

Weary eyes, filled with sorrow
Drowned me in nothingness
Cursed

tight
Only time I get loose is when I share truth
Tryna cover all bases, call me Babe Ruth
Givin' you sweet bars, keep the Grey Goose
We ain't never goin'

die
Write yo name across the sky
From a place where you can get
Robbed by yo mans
'Cuz you was high (On God)
Only tell a motherfucker you love
Them if

speaking freedom and by the hour I see you affectionate what momma told ya
Yapping lipstick I slipped it truth is what I'm after
I never seen to obliging

Profits from loose change
Aspire for new ways
And always in the pocket like food trays
And every flow is sweeter than kool aid
With more jokes end wraps

to your bitch
Like some new Drake (That new Drake)

Fire flames on my back, this that new Bape
(Fire flames) seven thousand for a seal
Ain't no loose drank

everybody start off with you, by yourself, how you gon' end?
Never get too comfortable, everybody not your friend

Enough with you, lil' twin, send

Ooo Yeah I love when you on it
I put my hands up on it
Ooo Yeah you love when you on it
You get to dance up on it
You like to stand up on it
Drop it

of the land bitch, talk to the hand snitch
Don't get toppy but i get the sloppy after a Manwhich
You's a fan bitch?
Who's candace
Loose cannons, lose

moving on my
Money be stupid long
You nigga aint Al Capone
Nigga thank they King Kong
Betta leave them beans alone
Drako gone sing the song
My country tis

With these bars I'm Spitting
I'm that outspoken son
And the stars are splitting
I don't turn from the gun
Still here sinning
Said you'd get me
Still here