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[Verse 1: DA$H]
Don’t tell me ’bout your new tape comin
Cause I hate it already
I put it up in a blunt then roll with label, it’s deadly
I use women, abuse drugs, count up the fetti
My niggas tellin me I made it, pray they never forget me
Content with bein the same
I made a couple points off work
I never scored in a game
Never made me a chump
By 9th grade was a pumper
Got it brackin by May
And five racks by the Summer
My life was a blunder, I blew that shit in a week
Send the head shots soon as you thinking you sleep
A dealer living next door, [?] right up the street
My niggas taking what we make, the price of living ain’t cheap
The right hand, a Zab jab thrown to knock out his teeth
[?] for dentures
All these habits I picked up from life, I’m living expensive
Leaving niggas intensive, I’m drugged up in intensive
Nigga came with the static, so we hopped him like fences
It’s dolla, tell yo bitch holla
[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
Bitch, Mix the Molotov with molly water
Burnin’ awful hotter you feel the flame
I swear I’m honest, I been that god 'fore I built my name
My hands is clean on my whole regime from a filthy game
And real recognize real, we just do not feel the same
That petty shit ain’t pressurin’ me
I let you pussies play yourself
Cause nothin’ less is what you destined to be
This rap finessin’ a profession to me
And what if you really keep it G
But your niggas still safe from blessings from me
Cause I need it
On this creep course, [?] getting naked
Coachella inside a Jeep
You ain’t really ’bout it, my nigga this what we bleed for
This what we sleep, drink and eat, boy
This is exactly what you think, boy, you never seen it hotter than this
Watch me pull up on the scene with all this friction
Got the key to ignition
Middle finger to the system what the industry missin’
The best out, yeah I’m still on the mission, play yo’ position nigga
{Verse 3: Remy Banks]
I remember when them cop cars was sky blue
Now my sky’s blue, we smokin’, high as an IQ
On the pedestal, your bitch got me on
Damn she loving the charm, like Pretty Tony with the golden arm
Flowin’ effortlessly, swervin’ on [?] Beats like I’m in the bimmer
Spittin’ through these Forrest Hill streets
I’m on some other shit now
Aimin’ for cheddar to make my world go round
Makin’ noise with this golden sound
Catch a niggy up in Japanese fashion magazines, jiggy
I been keepin’ it thorough since the day that you met me
Always look him straight in the eye, cause niggas be shifty
Puffing chronic ’till my mind lose service, dog, I’m lifted
Got the world going wild cause my style’s so prolific
Me and my dogs so close, we can’t admit it
I just spit the most vividest lyrics
For these people that, can’t comprehend the lifestyle that I’m livin’
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