| Never been one wit the crowd
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| Not standing around wit my palm to the sky
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| Smoking so much keep my head in the sky
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| Misery chasing just lace up my back
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| Blade in my pocket, reliable facts
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| Stay on the dolo, but you can see that
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| Underdog
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| Count it up
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| Mount it up
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| Settling
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| Never that
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| Leveled up
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| Handle got tighter
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| More clear than its ever been
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| Stay off da radar, got moves like I’m raiden
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| Parading not really been prodding the process, can’t fuck wit the gossip,
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| my fingers start itching, left eye get to twitching, one call and its litty,
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| we changing traditions, show up wit katana
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| Bad bitch, wit da llama, she clean up like comet, leave blood on ya garments,
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| can’t get wit the nonsense, smoke weed to keep leveled, I rarely get even,
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| forgot what that’s meaning, I change wit the season, it’s fall so I’m back wit
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| the shottie
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| My swag on too hottie
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| Black bucket, black gloves
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| When I get on a mission
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| I get real dismissive
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| My focus on laser
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| Get nasty like brazzers
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| Symphonic, you feel it
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| True madness, I did it
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| It left me all twisted
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| It put me on game
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| Mentally broken
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| And physically stained
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| Knuckles all swollen
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| Got cuts on my hands
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| Dealt wit the loses
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| It left me all jaded
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| Dissolved to my core
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| Got back to what made me
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| Reacting before
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| Now I’m back and I’m stoic
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| Mosaic approach
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| When I’m writing my cadence
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| Prolific before
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| But I’m really uncaging
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| Came up from nothing
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| Made use of creases
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| Increasing my legion
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| Let’s call it prestiging
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| C4 on the door
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| Fuck if we knocking
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| We Been through the door
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| Left bodies all over
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| Cause they told us no
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| Can’t knock me off mine
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| I’m sorry no more
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| King of the castle
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| I sleep by my dog
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| Paranoid nights
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| Ain’t loafing for nothing
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| There’s no discussion
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| No warnings just bussing
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| Question it never
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| It had be done
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| Accuracy better
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| On tracks like I’m pootie
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| Forcing it neverly
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| Natural like giannias
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| Vision on jobs
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| You can’t fuck wit my vision
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| But different
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| Got love for the music
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| Da Glock
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| And the tech
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| Really a rebel
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| Conforming not auxxk
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| I been outta a scope and I like that way
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| Catch up, ain’t trying, I’m cruising on waze
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| If you don’t like, I really don’t care
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| Not here for your thoughts, don’t care to compare |