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Coach put me in the game
I'm gone up the score
Ugh aye
This that rich shit
Eating caviar off a bitch biscuit
Average living but I'm giving out rich dick

talk of straps
All you do is play COD pad in your lap
Insta fame is a shame all know its cap
The only time you BEAT STARS when you use the app

You can

favorite trend[00:39.17]It's quite clear that I'm here[00:40.84]To take the game again[00:41.82]If pussy is the beat[00:42.97]Then I'm raps Pete

need a corner, that's where I'll be
Anywhere you want to go cause I'm a savage you know I don't need ID
Pull up that Honda and let come beat on yo back

Gentle beats
Ain't heard of me?, It ain't no nigga I'n my city fucking with me
I come different, Niggas out here playing tough, them niggas bitches

like a kick coupled with snares

Ever since I heard Eminem spaz on a beat, spitting them gems so hard to defeat
I was like, that's finna be me, Matt,

Word on the beat
Honestly, my heart a little colder cause it gotta be
Asked you some, I knew the answer to and, you still lied to me
They doubted me,

the mental state I grew up round
That's just how I play around, honestly

Just hornets in a round, just a clown
Come on down to my town, let me give you some

groupies
On the beat bitch I'm sick
Bitch I'm spittin' loogies
Popped out newk fit
N i got more gold then the goonies
Yo bitch always slap my tunes
Like

Emani Beats)
Niggas put their names out, they just lie to talk a lot
Peskalito I'm coming for the cheese, I don't talk a lot
Fuck what you talking

more toxins
Body these beats and i put in a coffin

Bitches aint shit and most homies are fake
Love like a drug i took like too many

Let me talk i

my stomach lets out a grumble
That muffin didn't fill me up at all
The bus stop doesn't have a kitchen

And I've got this savior complex
That's become

cryin'
I'm not mean and no harm, don't think that I'm foul
Do you really realize that I'm feelin' you

When you up in my presence, I'm kissin' you
Your

chew you up and spit you out like this
You have kids and don't take care of all your life and shit? Haven't made an effort to see them and that's wack

Oh no, oh no, oh no
Ugh, Ima G, ahh A big baller

Ride around, ride around
Better buckle up cause you know that we in town (know that we in town)

tweak
I'll leave her on the street
My swag so complete
I play my song, and fuck her to the beat

Look at my dick and she call it a treat
I feel like

My character gets called into question
When perfected, I am just my mother but benevolent
Shoutout to my father up in heaven
Are you shocked to see

thus mimi
Can't afford unboxing I will never do faking and second hand is my baby

Flex my dreads like am jay z
Tupapi kits I need a hit beat
Rasta man

Grew up a little white kid who tried to be respectful
Funny cause my grandma was never not neglectful
Man just just being at the dinner table was

D4G the gang nigga

I feel closed in ,cage feeling
This pain built up deep in me
Had a whole lot of problems
Better know I'm a get us there ,don't

need the industry
Take mama up off her feet
Take my baby out to eat
Been making beats i'm losing sleep
Im losing me
But that ain't stoping me from

to the beat
I got three of them thangs, like a triple OG
Just let my pen, get to talking, yeah, it's spewing out heat
But we ain't done with this round, so let

choppa kick back so Imma smoke 'em all
And this choppa kinda fast I might just spark it up
He though bigger then me nah he stll my lil boy
Smack a nigga

I'm killing shit, I live right in my prime
I ain't dealin' with your bullshit, I just put it to the side
Man, I'm killin' all these fuckin' beats, it