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Offline

by Isse Baby

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I've got a gang full of niggas that came up offline Never showing face we had to dodge them eyes Fuck a slice of the ting I want the whole damn pie Had my eye on the prize now the whole bag mine I've got a gang full of niggas that came up offline Never showing face we had to dodge them eyes Fuck a slice of the ting I want the whole damn pie Had my eye on the prize now the whole bag mine Regular never us Iss a bully and offender Anything nah blessed get back to sender One snap and it's that I'm a damn Avenger Now pay attention My plan stay bad and die a legend Sharpen my mind and bide my time my words are weapons Never would I quit never would I fold to I ain't paying them attention like I can't afford to Isse to legit losing feel uncomfortable And I'm greedy with this shit man I really want it all Me against him then I guess I'm 1 and 0 He claiming he a barist but he ain't one at all Ima let them talk they gone tie their own rope The higher up the go then the harder they gone fall Me against him then I guess I'm 1 and 0 He claiming he a barist but he ain't one at all I've got a gang full of niggas that came up offline Never showing face we had to dodge them eyes Fuck a slice of the ting I want the whole damn pie Had my eye on the prize now the whole bag mine I've got a gang full of niggas that came up offline Never showing face we had to dodge them eyes Fuck a slice of the ting I want the whole damn pie Had my eye on the prize now the whole bag mine Where we from it's really us against them It ain't gang violence You just backing your friend What we really want is bread In the ends it's a mess Everybody stressed spent the penny they had left I ain't built like them few from many in the end So I bill it pour the henny and pretend We ain't stuck in the bits Tryna wake up rich Like theirs money on my head Can't stop flow locked like dread What's mine I collect like debt Size 12 help me step on neck And my cheques times 10 so I flex on them Can't stop flow locked like dread What's mine I collect like debt Size 12 help me step on neck And my cheques times 10 so I flex on them

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