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Yeah, look
Failed missions, had me by the wells wishing
First time she met her pops was on a jail visit
Intel visions, young black males pitching with aprons on
Cooking angel's dust up in hell's kitchen
Lifestyle glitz and glamour get you excited
They told me life's a movie you'll never get to rewind it
Took a seat on the throne now I get to recline it
Feed my haters four clips that sh*t'll give you the itis
I pray for wisdom, more than I pray for money
'Cause my mind the only thing that these crackers ain't taking from me
Them rainy days sick of water make 'em sunny
They hate me they claim they love me then pull up and make it bloody
Dreams vivid tryna seek riches taking beach visits
Feet lifted, we the same person but we bleed different
Sneak disses won't get you a re-listen
I'm from where the fiends visit, so it's hard to keep a clean kitchen
Life or death tough decisions, you decide it
They tryna go head to head, what's a midget to a giant?
They gave us two choices, that's either hoop or rhymin'
Momma told me "they gon see you different when you lose your hymen"
n***as talk to much so I had to move in silence
They f**king up the game 'cause they ain't learn the rules behind it
Every time I'm spittin' they know it's a jewel behind it
But sometimes you might not catch it until you rewind it
I'm just tryna cop me a crib with a pool behind it
And pass out paper to my n***as like a school assignment
Got it out the mud b*t*h, I was used to grindin'
The results, now the chain and the wrist scuba diving n***a

If its a problem its probably me, tell 'em how you gon' solve Ran
It's all scams, gotta box for these n***as you call champ
One more chance, I be checking your twitter feed for your bitter tweets
Its grizzly in this bubble, I'm witnessing more rants
If y'all can't keep it composed, you gon' reap what you sow
The floor's damp, seekin' for gold can also weaken your sole
Or cause cramps, even stomach pains
I used to wanna be Hov, until I was told mocking Jay can lead to some hunger games
Who want the rain? I brainstorm terror
Have us in second grade, inject the blade
Cut off your Caesar, who tryna catch a fade?
Respect the brave, I want the title, so put it next to Jay's
The rest get slayed, ain't no survival, who want the next grenade?
A mess is made, blood on the Bible, that's how you bless a grave
Possess a gauge, judge all my rivals, I can't respect a slave
Yeah, you the realest and we get it
But please let it go, 'cause banks can't recognize street credit
The bars high 'cause we set it, its amazing 'cause we said it
I rehearsed it and re-read it, controversial I regret it
All my verses is C-sected (Huh)
You gotta feed us, we out this b*t*h starving for greatness
But you don't see this (Huh, yo, ayy yo)

I come from a different set of rules, we was raised by it
Can't give these new dudes drugs to move, 'cause they may try it
All the pain, I was made by it
Before I ate like a king, plenty days was on a slave diet
Stayed quiet, learned from talkers
Urban New Yorkers, it's beef?
Only thing I'm concerned with is torture
You die here like service from barbers
Contracts on your head that's been signed with a permanent marker
He don't know why he worried and cautious
Inferiority make y'all n***as nervous and awkward
I ain't never been worried bout talking
Thirty-three bosses in a zoom meeting, speaking with currency offers
I did it my way, they did it their way
My way made me a millionaire without getting airplay
I been in their place, that sh*t is hearsay
n***as ain't got the chandelier sitting over the spinning staircase
They're fake, make my ears ache
Gold .357, got fly weapons like a airbase
I'm shooting everything, bare face
I see a Polo sweater, and put a bullet in a bear face
Truss

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