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[Verse 1: OnIt]
Take it up 2 styles, they say we running wild
I give it to you scorching, I don’t serve it mild
I’m on another level, banging with the rebels
Stay at the top keeping with the treble
Mind so sharp, that I can spit it at the devil
Tell him he doing bad, It’ll just be talking to the kettle
My raps is what I peddle
I do this for the streets man, you can keep yo medals
I ain’t finna settle, for any nigga bringing less than a milli
Looking at me wrong shit, I’mma smack him silly
You know the life is trilli, all about the billi
Couldn’t have my sister man, if the name was Willie
Cause I keep it really
Puffing on my own
Cause nothing else matters when you going for the throne
Late night drunk driving tryna make it home
I’mma make it to the top cause the kid is blessed
Watching these fake bitches playing em’ like chess
I ain’t sweating them, my life about progression
Rap is my Profession, That shit is my obsession
Let me rise up from oppression, Just exercise expression
But this shit hard so it’s up to your discretion
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