| (Pipe that shit up, TnT) |
| Hmm |
| NLE Top-, hmm, bombs like Al-Qaeda |
| (Yung Lan on the track) |
| Woah, woah, hmm |
| Haha, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, hmm-hmm |
| Yeah-yeah, brrr |
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| Ayy, done with the pills, I threw away the Roxys (I threw away the Roxys) |
| Done with the bullshit, I don’t need nobody (I don’t need nobody) |
| I might just post up with a full clip right in front the projects |
| (Right in front the projects) |
| I seen a murder ‘fore it happen, I’m a murder prophet (I’m a murder prophet) |
| I’m sittin’ chillin’, smokin’, makin’ a killin’ |
| Tryna make sure that they listen, but I don’t think that they hearin’, eyes tearin’ |
| I’m not God-fearing, I just hope that God steering (I just hope that God steering) |
| Devil interfering, but this glizzy in Amiri’s (But this glizzy in the mirrors) |
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| They won’t kill me, they won’t drill me, won’t peel me (They won’t peel me) |
| Sincerely, from a nigga with no pity (With no pity), no biggie |
| Killers killin’ without it with me, no Mickey |
| It ain’t no mouses that’s runnin’ with me |
| They say Bryson trippin’ |
| Say he changin’, he actin’ different |
| Know it’s really fiction, so I’m changin’ my chapter with you |
| Might get in my feelings, reminiscin’ ‘bout past dealings (Past dealings) |
| Meditating, infatuated with peace and real healin’ (Real healin’) |
| Drug dealin’, real killin’ we already witnessed it (We already witnessed it) |
| New deal for a few mill they askin’ how I’m feelin’ (They askin’ how I’m feelin’) |
| Don’t feel real, a couple M’s, she lovin’ how I live (She lovin’ how I live) |
| This shit unreal, these hoes they fuckin’ on me just for thrill |
| I wish that I could get some time back (Some time back) |
| Man I gotta rewind that (I gotta rewind that) |
| Lotta shit, it set me back, it knocked me out the wrong path (Out the wrong path) |
| Thuggin’ check my rough draft, give your ass a blood bath (A blood bath) |
| We don’t even play fair, you come here you lay here |
| Hardworkin’ young nigga, they don’t understand I’m tired though |
| (They don’t understand I’m tired) |
| Bro like what you tired for? You ‘posed to be alive bro |
| Lotta shit done came to light, I was lookin’ through blindfolds |
| Livin’ in the lies, like we trapped up in a cycle |
| Tryna be rich like them white folks, my third eye woke (My third eye woke) |
| Think I want a white Ghost, matte black, or painted purple (Yeah, yeah) |
| Green and blue cheese, Geico |
| Blue Mike and Ikes ho’ (Blue Mike and Ikes ho’) |
| Off-White in the sunlight, can’t forget the Nikes though |
| Livin’ on a tight rope, I’m balancin’ survival |
| Through the concrete, grew a bright rose, I’m on the right road |
| Potholes we dodge those, in foreign whip not Tahoes |
| I’m in the ‘Rari, ‘Rari, go |
| Calamari for the dish, while she give deepthroat, let me know |
| ‘Rari, ‘Rari, go |
| In the car with this choppa, and it came with a scope |
| They like, «This that boy from Shotta Flow» |
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| Ayy, done with the pills, I threw away the Roxys (I threw away the Roxys) |
| Done with the bullshit, I don’t need nobody (I don’t need nobody) |
| I might just post up with a full clip right in front the projects |
| (Right in front the projects) |
| I seen a murder ‘fore it happen, I’m a murder prophet (I’m a murder prophet) |
| I’m sittin’ chillin’, smokin’, makin’ a killin’ |
| Tryna make sure that they listen, but I don’t think that they hearin’, eyes tearin’ |
| I’m not God-fearing, I just hope that God steering (I just hope that God steering) |
| Devil interfering, but this glizzy in Amiri’s (But this glizzy in the mirrors) |
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