| Noah whatup!
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| Lets get to it
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| Soulful music as usual
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| Always smoking
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| Close minded niggas hand me and get open
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| I rhyme deep
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| Life is a bitch but pussy is so sweet
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| So is money but niggas is so cheap
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| Why dont you let me get a second and roll up this gold leaf
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| Pandemic or plandemic
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| Ask the wagon know the dragon when the man enter
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| I got bars and I’m serving drinks
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| I got plugs and I’m serving links
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| Tryna get the money like Irv did with murder ink
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| I don’t never write, cause if I did it would murder ink
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| Take a deep breath, hold it in nigga murder stink
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| I am death in the flesh
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| I am life in the flesh
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| You know I’m trife in the sesh
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| Everytime I’m in the booth, I put the mic to arrest
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| Ghost!
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| I’m tryna go in peace without sorrow
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| Too many fragments of the spirit have scattered in the streets
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| I’m without a wound in the spirit
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| Shall I leave the city
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| Too many fragments of the spirit have scattered in the streets
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| Stay thriving
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| My third eye is open my nigga, know we surviving
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| You could throw the beat on my nigga know that we riding
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| You could come and eat with the fam know that we driving
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| Stay questing, what’s the question?
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| Do you get less when you really get in your lessons
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| Do you get more when you really lovin' your blessings
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| Do you turn go when you really get to the essence
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| I ask god for a 101
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| You were searching for a one of one
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| I’m the one to walk when the summer done
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| I’m the summer wolf when the winter leaves
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| Roof like a centipede, born in a den of thieves
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| Still smoke piss out of Hennessy
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| And a lotta pain to it
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| Do it for the dirty niggas cause they ain’t paint to it
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| I’m tryna go in peace without sorrow
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| Too many fragments of the spirit have scattered in the streets
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| I’m without a wound in the spirit
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| Shall I leave the city
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| Too many fragments of the spirit have scattered in the streets |