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Yeah Yeah Try this shit Surf or Drown, Volume 2 I've spent some time away Don't be surprised when we surround the place When fireworks popping pops touched down today Carved my initials in stone, CH It's crazy I'm catching hate from my old teammates It's my reintroduction if you ain't heard of Hit I'm back in this bitch, and I got 'em shook from all the turbulence I'm on some murder shit This cotton candy versus bricks these niggas soft I'm making sure the shot's direct, before I send 'em off They try to play me close but they ain't get too far You the cockroach you claim your enemies are Me in my callin interlocking like infinity stars While I'm keeping this shit player, Dom Kennedy bars I send my regards you feel the sentiment When I said they packaging well, but ain't deliverin They know I'm coming heat in the cannon, but I ain't Nicholas I break it down the foreign the baby to bring this chili in I know who they really is And they not low I can see everything coming from me from this top floor Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's They not low I can see everything coming from me from this top floor Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's Now I could never be like you and think like a hater would When God bless my neighbor I know he in my neighborhood Spending time alone more than usual Caught up on the fact that, Makaveli never had a funeral Gutter grimy and beautiful Vibes on RZA GZA and SZA Script writer flow, how I give 'em lines to remember They wonder if I'm getting enough I bought a multi-million dollar crib first day of Black History Month Real stories come with these scars Said they got it locked, but they leaving out the key parts I broke down doors just to get here Homies that didn't make it Samples that didn't get cleared My heart been heavy this year Damn, a broken soul could write a thousand songs I pulled up doly and I feel like I'm a thousand strong There's a whole flock of niggas room for dude to lose But I'm overseas working whether you produce I'm a curator not a pack sender Going March Madness and I'm crashing on the damn center Snapping on wax, they remind me its some wax figures, Madame Tussauds I'm on a roll I peeped them way up the road I know how it go They not low I can see everything coming from me from this top floor Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's They not low I can see everything coming from me from this top floor Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's I mean it's like Who you gon' champion if you ain't gon champion Hit-Boy Like I'm really serious with this Check the catalog Yeah Niggas seen SOD thought it was stacks on deck, nigga, Surf or Drown
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