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Geffen hears/ 
Justice is poetic, Singleton in the directors chair / 
2thousand 20 seasons was a hectic year/ 
Inspectah Deck protect ya neck like Rae

Twenty-nineteen was the year
Mother Nature called our bluff
She said the rate of human death 'round here
Is not nearly enough
You should've ended

don't know
I was just taking a stroll outside
When all of a sudden I mean it all happened fast
That lady flew by me
Her foot on the gas
Is that guy guna

like the ice on my wrist
And I swear Imma freeze you bitch
I know you see me out
Things are so different now
I'm taking these shots
Just so I can forget

Lately I ain’t even learning the ropes
Taking it back to when I was a rookie but now I’m a pro
You tryna get in my zone
You don’t get it I want you

the niggas didn't know
But now I'm on a wave so bring some Liquor I'm involved
I can roll thru with many g's, twenty deep
Ballin on the spot like we taking

though I grew up in the gutter my people know I will
Fuck how you feel
Young and heartless that the breed he made
By twenty one I'll touch a mill blue

here, with the blood, the sweat, the tears
Had to keep it fresh; I'm always bringing new ideas
Had to make it by on scraps at home and cooking meals
Won't

on you as I lay your body down (Baby you what I want)
Twenty-three
That's how many perks on me
But I don't do percs oh no just lean
Red and green it help

bout the hunnids
Getting rich
Word to momma
I'm legit
Living like Drake
Making hits
I'm in spot
20 deep
Glock got a D, n its finna skeet
We like Miami

uncles, aunts, grandmas, grandpas
My family from back home
Thank you guys for all your love and support, being there for me
Caring for me, and taking

going to class when I ran outta clean clothes
Taking any i could find like sorry bitch but I need those
Living like that makes you believe nobody loves

right through the heart
Like she broke my fucking heart (Woo, woo-oh)
Like she broke my heart, yea I need you, yea back woah
Cooking in that bitch, yea

At scene you know where to find us in the back nigga
Bitch you better come correct ain't nothing like yo last nigga
Smoking big woods she looking good I'm

Malley, My Nigga grabbed the forty
He aimed in the party, and went crazy let off twenty
Shit crazy gun was Bully's, he brought it back no bullets
Shit every

I'ma big boss like a nigga steve jobs
Everything foreign from the clothes to the cars
This is not a rental bitch I'm under twenty five
I been at the club

And my fingers typing tryna make something legit
What do I get back whole link shared and only 10 streaming
Like where did I go wrong could you tell me

taking my shots
Point blank to the sniper
Let me show you who I'm not
I'm not a G for nothing
I make art just part-time as a gift
The shits I give are

Blocked off, knock ya socks off
Chain swung back n forth
Russian niggas with sickles, Nikita Koloff
Della Reese ya toes off, let the beef cook like

a two by four at the
Back of one of my legs, The left one
I have a blood vessel that juts out an inch
There now and I picked up the log
Threw it into his

back there
Also if I arrive a day early
Someplace to stay that
Night, and if there's a
Party after the reading
(one of those beer-drinking talking

The neighbors complained
I was tryna survive, I was tryna get payed
I was tryna get by
Wasn't worried about fame
More concerned with the roof and how
I get wet

Treadmill I been running
I been running for that paper
I’m tired of that

We back in so we slippin ‘out
Got a 20 homie and my pistol cocked
Put 30K on this

always tryna make a move, 
You aint paying no fee, I suggest you move

Yea, I got a job now, feeling hot now
No more getting $20 from my pop now
I can shop