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I got, you niggas dick size
Amount of time on my wrist watch
And 27 outta 30, hanging out this .10 Glock
Shit, I done been thru it – yall ain’t been fuckin 10 blocks
Tip toeing on 10 stilts, until i hit the tip-top
Tryna rock out these ties, but i can’t break this slip knot
Punk rocks on black and white, i’ll red they whole Kiss Stock – yeah
A long leap from PBJS in a ziplock
Been stuck in traffic three damn long, God Chris Rock
Thinking back, in that back seat, of that Lincoln back
Around the time, young niggas startin clutchin and slingin packs
Them hoes thought i was SlickBack, but i was thinkin Slick-Back
Build foundations, broke they cages but gave em no chit chat
So anti-sentimen-tal, finger fuckin my pistol
Wanted better livin, so with that feelin this pen rose
2012 Huey P., Established round Penrose
Then raised by the 12, Dont mistake the fuckin zip code nigga
Leave you with drip-nose, work needed on yo Den-tals
Judah on instrumentals, seagullin to these pinto’s
Up-duckin these butt fucks, tryna copy and 10-4
Say they 10 steps past me, but im ahead of that 10 fold
Like a limo to my tenth toe, saturn to a benzo
Treat my stick as a real stick, playin Limbo with these bimbos
On the tenth flo’ of the W, Jetson’s high, hover view
Write a book about yo hate, called „I Fuckin Did It, Because Of You” nigga
Determination, when dedication mistaken
Views of the moon, when stakes alienated
Nocturnal vision, when competition delayin
Knittin nap sacks, for cat nappin rap cats to lay in
Gettin ready to weigh in, you tryna find a way in
Thinking of givin up, can’t say I ever did – shit
All I can do is dream B.I.G., like Suge Knight
The night, he fixed to split his wig nigga
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