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Building up tension, the names that I mention
I've been IT like Stetson, I'll do it again
So you better not miss it, lob and I'll catch it
Grabbed in

stressin', make it look easy
What is too many niggas on ten toes? I'ma always have respect for Jay Deezy
G Herbo, I've been that nigga they know, can't never

on the low low
I've been ducking photos
can't front no lie I've been pulling no shows
time is money gotta keep it moving get my roll on
God gave me another

The Jack Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

"In this country a man's home is his castle."

I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that

The Jack Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

"In this country a man's home is his castle"

I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run 'cause revenge is fun! And I'm that

The Calm

Drake

So Far Gone

2009

thrown
I've done more for this city than these rappers that have blown
It's only been three years
Look at how I've grown
I'm just in my zone
I call

Man I'm looking at her hips and I got my grip on it 
Dip on em like a lick and I've been a pick pocket  
'Cause everything that I said I've already did

But it could cause a meltdown
Bluegrass Meltdown

I've been a front range bluegrass picker for a minute
And I feel like this style of music has its

tell by my fire verse

Alleluia Jesus, woahhh, how you came and you changed my life
I've known from the pain I was born to fight, I've lived through

disease, that shit that disgust me
Don't touch me on the streets with the sweeper
'Cause the streets pretty dusty
And I've always got love for genuine

Lyrical hollow tips bang
Independent, never switch lanes
Man, he's insane

Go and check the pen game
I've been strange
Always spits flames wherever the hot

I'll leave these dummies in a daydream
I've been on my shit since I was eighteen
James Dean in the scene I'm young in the game
Page three I'm making love

Thinking back
Look great from where at
Shots from point blank range ain't stick I'm still in tact
Backstabbed by my dog and we got matching tats

I've been falling asleep with all of my demons
They've been haunting my dreams and I can't think straight cause they won't stop screaming
I've been

Yah, yah, woah, woah, woah
Now, I'm flawless
I've been balling
I'm shot calling
I got it all man (aye, aye)
Now, I'm flawless (I'm flawless, I'm

I've been chasing all the cheers
Running at a pace forgetting how to steer
Always looking for the next big thing
Never focused on what's here

Not

always pain
Never been the same, man I've never been the same

I got my life in my hands, feel like it's all gone to waste
I'd say, catch me if you can but

Lately, I've been tryna kick it in the background
I've been tryna tune out all the bad sounds
I'm just tryna come up cause I'm so down (Yeah)
Lately,

And swing by four-ten, beef patty, cornbread
In the concrete jungle, where my home is (no way)
All get focused, all range of toast is
The nickname, Mr.

Get In Line

Juvenile

Checkmate

2000

One, two, three, kick it

Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path
'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga

Big Time

Berlin

4 Play

2005

is a small town
They think so small
They use small words
-but not me
I'm smarter than that
I worked it out
I've been stretching my mouth
To let

front row
Fog don’t disappear
The way the fog goes
I’ve been skipping life like hopscotch
I’ve been skipping life like hopscotch
I’ve been sipping light,

I've been grindin' hard for these last few days
Lame ass nigga you'll never get laid
I've been poppin' my shit since my name was King Sade
I ain't

age
Praying that my world isn't only gray
Praying for a different shape
Praying on a different name
Praying that my dreams aren't out of range
Praying