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Murder Rate Freestyle
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Juice WRLD
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Freestyle on Instagram Live, b*t*h I'm getting this money, I stack it Heartbreak music, it happens I thank God I made it at rappin’ Like a poetry slam, I be snappin' I'm sick of these goofies reactin’ They just wanna get a reaction But see, I can't let that sh*t happen I'ma speak on the real sh*t, problems that nobody don't want to speak on Problems that every single one of us deal with, uh Just tell the devil to be gone Look in the mirror, like n***a, we on I feel like Drake, cause n***a, wе made it Look in the mirror my eyеs is red, it's hellfire, like my n***a, I'm faded f**k is you sayin', run up on me, then I'm sprayin’ But I really hate all the violence See, I’m from Chicago where n***as be killing to kill We'll kill to keep ’em quiet And it's just a problem, I got to solve it I don't got the answers I just been lurking, anxiety, tweaking It got me geekin', it got me shakin’ Don't know what I'm doin' but f**k it, I do it f**k it, I ball like I'm Kobe I'm in the 4th like Ginóbili You know what you told me They told me time is money so I need APs and a Rollie, ayy Run up on me, boy you phony I may just go pass the gun to my homie, ayy I got snaked on by my brodie, and I know it, haha Ayy, yeah I'ma add you to the murder rate, yeah I'm the sh*t and these n***as, they constipate, ha, yeah Choppa f**kin' the n***a, no masturbate Pull up on 'em then he just may die today But I'm not tryna make no one cry today Yeah
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