| Killa King counter coming and I play to win
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| Made a promise to make America great again
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| While they hating on a way to win
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| I made a hammock out the cape that I was laying in
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| Too broke to pay me, don’t mind that my life is a bitch
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| I don’t spit no lines either, I climb that ladder
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| Mind gotta go bang
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| Finna blow chunks outta the back of yo brain watch
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| Enough for you and your girlfriend
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| Oh you coming to get it, telling you go ahead then
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| Wondering where has his head been
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| Keep it moving is what you do when you in a whirlwind
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| No other way to compare sin to it either
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| Ruining and you are the ether
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| Get the good, bad, and ugly
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| I’m triple the feature
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| Headed back to the paddlin' back of a creature
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| So roll up and burn up to turn up, you true lit
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| I piss off the haters, came back on my new shit
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| Corrosive, you know this, I’m one of the dopest
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| Started from the bottom with bats and the roaches
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| I’m back with the focus so bugger and suck it
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| Too legit to quit while you kicking the bucket
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| I’m bound to give up if you down and get up it
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| I’m down to give up if you trying to get up it
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all
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| Hello?
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| Que paso Godi?
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| Ahh como estas, como estas
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| Bien, bien, what you doing boy?
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| Shit, uh, black magic, are you here already?
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| Yeah, I’m downstairs
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| Oh shit, okay look, let me just get B some food and water real quick,
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| suppose I’ll be right down there, what the fuck are we gonna do anyways?
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| Bruh just hurry up
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| You not gon-oh it’s a surprise
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| Hurry up
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| Alright here I come, here
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| They call me crazy cause they love the game I’m playing in
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| My mind’s a prison, bad ideas is always breaking in
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| I keep it cool but my patience wearing paper-thin
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| It’s time to party, that’s the scene that I be taking in
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| Stars align, it’s time for me to summon beasts
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| Ouija boards and whores like it’s a human feast
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| I just pray the lord gon' let me off the leash
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| Give me back my wings and let the monster eat
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| Bad intentions, whole different dimension
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| Stay inbox cause hoes blow up my mentions
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| Pray these thoughts don’t land me in detention
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| Send them shots, I’m aiming with precision
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| Mama made a monster, she was tryna make a man
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| Made a few mistakes in major ways but I’m still making plans
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| Every day I make a play and say that I’mma make a band
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| Blow it on some coke and stay up staring at my ceiling fan
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| Whole life I been on another wavelength
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| Still the same kid hopping over chainlinks
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| Still the same kid butcher till your brain leaks
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| Double jab, left hook, now we can eat
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all
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| I started rapping, backpacking in the Bay with friends
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| And got mad cause my craft wasn’t making ends
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| So I wore a jacket made of skin
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| And never thought twice about the masses I may offend
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| Who the fuck do I think I am mane?
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| I’m Ed Gein turning MCs to lampshades
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| Bite my rap steeds and receive the Black Plague
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| I’m rap AIDS, HIV in its last phase
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| Filth, y’all must be out of y’all mind
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| I’ma bring it to you niggas, I’m Amazon Prime
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| Turn your whole team into basketball wives
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| When they scream likes bitches in a cabin hogtied
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| For years I took everything by force
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| So fuck you, kiss my ass, and eat my shorts
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| I swing my sword and then I pee on corpses
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| That’s how I feel about what you think is important
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| Hating ass niggas getting ghosted on
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| They like damn, G-Mo must’ve broke his phone
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| Cause I ain’t answering shit and I roll alone
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| But find me inside of yo bitch when I smush the chodes
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| You rap boys fucking with the illest in the game
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| Hang you upside down from the ceiling with a chain
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| Right next to ya clone cause you spitting it the same
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| Got a tank in my head, no limits in the brain
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all
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| Pushing the pen, promising I’m gon' draw
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| Light as a feather figure and I’m gon' fall
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| Dropping a dime, calling my folks on y’all
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| LMFAO the jokes on y’all |