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in shit a golden mine!
Out of this scenario I found my silver line!
I thought at the start that this wasn't lit
My album is late and I give a shit

Fuckin' with him, they gon' know the fire close as kin
Statik on the track like a old dusty 45
Statik on my back like the old rusty .45
You caught

Broke my heart when I was crossed by my closet kin

Like the more love you show they don't want you to win
And every time I look up my niggas facing ten
I

Raise em up!
Ok
Ok, yeah, let's get it
Yeah

My MNDCFT dip
My MNDCFT switch
My MNDCFT hit
My MNDCFT-craft lit!
My MNDCFT dip
My MNDCFT switch
My

Raf Simon jeans, I'm- 

Go, lil' bitch, my range underrated, I fuck around, shoot from the logo
I pull out the "Oh, no", the engine too loco (yeah)

to making the tracks
18 and I'm way in Sleaford
I was a long way from Greenford
And we would just wait for the weekend
I had my songs made for the weekend
I

wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You

a track
I get 5k in 6 hours
I'm bringing in big checks
Building this label and dream brick by brick
Didn't need a loan from anyone to do it
Fuck giving

stayed so close and always been my kin
I remember days of being average
Riding round town with an L lit
Middle of the night on top of Dickensian
Hit up

But lately I ain't felt like myself in I lost track of months
But I been holdin' on to my dreams by tryna stack my funds
How can you truly trust

of the time
But never losing track of my mind

Roll another one, it's on me
Light another one, it's on me
Pour another one, I'm too lit
Who's idea was it, to do

of the nose
Soul, let 'em know 'bout them blocks that we rose from
Legend in my city, must acknowledge it
I hustle 'fore fightin', head down, they Robinson,

talking Gambino (Woah
This ain't that
We know
Spit a sixteen by the kilo
Rappin below zero
I am not yo hero
Stop with all the subs
Before I emerge
And kill

and get it straight from the source
If you up, then you pay it forward
Props they never gave it up, so we takin' it by force
I'm the wrong one to be playin'

Listen up I got a story to tell
cbout a man who changed the world by changing himself
Into Black praising, Fact saying, Track slaying teacher
cs

I was talking to the gypsy about our next of kin
When along came a sound like a mighty wind
The walls did tremble and the earth did shake
It was

It's been a min since we ain't been in it I get it but nigga my dawgs back
I'm lit off the Henney I'm drippin' in Fendi forget it it's all bad
Yea I

take more than that
To try to fuck up this groove
Give a bitch a bad back by the time that I'm thru
We don't need to back track
We got time to pursue

Twinkle in the sky, a sign from the lost team
To live a life worth something, focus on the dreams
Swiftly interrupted by footsteps stomping the street
Six

trapped by the gat
Blastin some heat on the track the lit dont hold back
If you want a feature back that pink cadilac
Back jack filled with racks
Backed

Been at loss, suffered loss
Failing lots, this ain't a toss
This was always designed
This was always designed
By power of the mind, power of the mind

wake, you ain't me
I don't know what you want, but I got what you need
You don't fuck, with my squad, you get lit to the T

By the I
What you see
Getting

it's practically lit
Yo, you hear that white boy from Dallas, he can actually spit
That's why I'm after this shit, I had no confidence in my music
But

from beginning to end
I fuck her her twin and her friend
Put dick in your bitch she pretend that we kin
I feel like I'm fifty
I'm riffing with many