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Even when i ain’t got the juice on me
The juice on me
The troops still poppin’ them pills
And then Luke’s army appear
Fuck that suck’a shit you call your career
2014 i’m killin’ all that shit
You disappear like a UFO after the sightin’
Don’t come around my city rockin’ chains on
That’s rather invitin’ to my, associates thats gang affiliated
I made a couple calls and you ain’t affiliated
With none of them
Who try’na camouflage?
I’m huntin’ ’em, snipe ’em up
Duck tape mouth then cuttin’ ’em
Wrap ’em Egypt style
I’m King Tut’in ’em
Forgotten like Manchester
Forgotten like the pure knowledge of my ancestors, pussy
Forgotten like my social security number
Y’all sayin’ that i’ma fall off with this rap shit
Well that’s like sayin’ triple six the purity number
I mean it holds no logic
I put the fo-five at the hands of the man with the gold wallet
And tell ’em don’t hide it
Ha you think i’m on my nice guy shit
Just cause i signed on the dotted suck’a
Not auto, i’m rollin’ round town duckin’ 5-0
Fuckin’ my bitch she hittin’ high notes
I see you, better tuck in yo’ shit
In the land of the instrumental
No such thing as half way ripped
I’m takin’ shots at the competition
Like they first name Hennessy
I’m drinkin’ out the remedy still
I play a game of soccer all upon ya energy field
Rockin’ the smirk that got Kennedy killed
I let ya legacy build up
So i can build and destroy
Rap dead well i’m fillin’ the void
They derive a lot of happiness from winnin’
Well i’m killin’ they joy
Christmas mornin’ and i’m still in they toy
Look if y’all feelin’ the boy
Then let ya head nod
Only officer i ever speak to in my city
That’s a dead cop
They swear that Cash Money live in a mansion
They saw on Bedrock
Well that’s some fairy tale shit
Send ya lead shots of insulin shit
For your med shots
You sugar sweet
Headlocks i’m Booker T
My dogs talk cocaine
I’m cocaine white, swear that i’m Pusha T
Rottweilers with crooked teeth
Backin’ out the back alley with decoys don’t look at me
To be about that time you throw a hook at me
I give ya all of the publishin’
Yo just let me get the Instagram flick
And tell my dogs i fuck with
And fuck hundred different bitches off this strength
Cause these bitches is thirsty, shit
And my dog’s fuckin em
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