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back it out
drop coupe latest model like the fashion house
gotta handle on them n~ggas get the baskets out
finna make a movie like it’s paramount
stand it up dash it out
suits and ties caskets out
cold k!llings
no feelings
it’s cold but it’s soul healing
get ya pastor
goated like i’m kobe all my jerseys in the rafters
it’s fire in the pastures
it’s been a minute it’s ironic that i’m back but a n~gga still past ya
i heard em but it’s laughter
sware to god on that
fully loaded napalm you done got a bomb attack
to the lane to rack n~gga i’m lebron with that
i was born in the field doing nothing but honor acts
i witnessed all the tricks now it’s decoded
getting money like this may
who wanna play cause we reloaded
i done seen it i done mastered it
all these underlining circumstances not a accident
graduated from the field
now i’d rather build
how you gone tell him yeild
when he got chills
haunted by them dollar bills
on it like i got a will
you should ask me how it feel
speeding threw pop the wheel
disappear like copperfield
nun for your honor
a n~gga feeling honored
you n~ggas smoking dope
i ropa dope like i’m muhammad
rumble n~gga rumble
i was born in the jungle
study sun tzu
what you wan do
the feast in full effect i’m a savage i confess
running with them gunners ride the wave mr west
laughing to the bank i am not joking
my n~ggas wave the metal in this b~tch like they rock rolling
back from the dead
flipping n~ggas on they heads
two hottie
we souly
just tryna duck the feds
in the cut
what the f~ck
only focused on the bread
andretti hitting corners just tryna get ahead

twin and 2 at shootting gaurd
butchu can’t gaurd em
b~tchin im harden
check yo armor 223 lebron jordan
my skin spalding
this that karma from u n~ggas always frauding
me and napalm do a drill and spin that block it sound like bombings
k!lled my homie i’m in pain for real
thinking like how the f~ck we pose to make it selling cane to live
i can’t trust n~gga i know my brother got that stainless still
you cross me once u can’t reset it like the sega felll
and i know a n~gga that caught a body pop like 80 pills stressing
baby mamas pregnant
he pray 5 times but still no blessings
at that table baggin bundles up
fentanyl it double up
feens actin shakn like they hesi for double dutch
demons on my back
i’m leaning wish its act
i kno my angels they be watching when i’m cleaning off this strap
my momma crying hope her son awoke
her baby left the crib perced knowin his gun was tote
at them apartments i watch brody twirl and whip the coke
i need a mask i almost fell out when he hit the dope
f~ck a b~tch its to that cash i gotta get eloped
n~ggas starving wit them crumbs i had to get loaf
hundred rounds dont need a scope
hope this money spread like rudy gobert
if theres a shooting its me shooting it first
its watch ya asked for
duck the task force
let the mac gloss
den lift his body off the asphalt


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