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I ain’t a facebook status so you ain’t gotta like me
These niggas get scared when i roll past cuz their voice change to high key
I run hard on you niggas I never go lightly
Ya’ll some fake Underarmor niggas needa switch to Nike
Just got back from ATL
Got a letter in the mail
Says i’m the realest and my cousins out on bail
We here to raise hell
Lyrically prevail
And display that all my niggas are livin well
It’s like i don’t even know whats going on
Mind clouded every time i do these songs
I think about it all day long
Thought about going into the lifestyle of cheech and chong
Just to ease away the pain but all along
I found my black paradise
Fresh palm trees and the beach nice
Penthouse with heavy price
Highways and driveways with mites
Flows so cold you thought i was ice
Glacial flow my raps hella tight
Headed in the left direction but i went right
So any nigga tryna diss me better be ready for a fight on the mic
Mind clouded mind clouded (2x)
Just tryna get away another black paradise day
Mind clouded mind clouded (2x)
Just tryna get away another black paradise day
I be chillin, i be killin
Listen to the rymes that i be spillin (2x)
I’m the number one contender
You ain’t nothing to me but a pretender
Ill grind you up just like a blender
Cuz i am the best and now you shall remember
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