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KMX VERSE #1
Yo, I got no time for no fucking haters
Pray for me fold your hands like a piece of paper
You about nothing bye homie see you later
Legend like tony hawk but I’m not a skater
I got a few girls but I’m not a player
I feel the end is near, I’m closer to my maker
I’m struggling nigga, I gotta eat right
I’m twisting and turning boy I can’t sleep right
I hear tragic news someone shot d-nice
I told my bro be careful in that street life
I’m tight tho homie, I wanna clap back
Ya need too worry about safety instead of snap backs
But luckily my bro lived cause I prayed for him
I know the labels holla, cause I’ll wait for em
I’m tired tho, I gotta take a big yawn
I treat these days like my last word too big sean
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Kmx-I’m tryna make it as a rapper pray for me
Rade- I know this fame taking long but wait for me
Kmx- There’s a few nice rappers but they corny
Rade- change gonna come tho just pray for me
KMX VERSE #2
I didn’t wanna be a rapper
Till this day, I wanna be a pornographic actor
Get paid nigga, to get pussy
If I hit jersey shore, I’ll prolly get snooki
When I went to school, I never played hookie
I sound professional, but I’m still a rookie
They call me kmx, my nickname is boogey
I love munching on oatmeal fucking cookies
This music shit fam is what I wanna do
But its hard when theres obtsacles in front of you
Having no money, engineers front on you
Then your family and closest friends stunt on you
Blow up, then mad groupies stuck on you
I cut a lot of people off I don’t fuck with you
I know Rachel support me and care for me
And I appreciate those that’s there for me
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RADE VERSE #3
I abolish my opponents even when I call it
Falling out the sky land into the omen
The black hole is open, falling in because I’m hopeless
Lose my sober state of mind when I’m smoking
Leave your dome open something like a draw bridge
Wear a helmet on the soldier but my shit is raw kid
Give the track abortion cause I’m killing this shit
I take your chick like extortion and fill her with dick
With no hesitation, executing respiration
A mile away from god, but a couple steps of satan
One eye open like a freemason
My shit dope, the microphone is free basin
Fuck these birds, I don’t even throw em seeds
I’m tryna stack green like it grow up on a tree
Rade sprayed up so they know it’s me
With your bitch laid up I let her get on her knees
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