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I am the king!
Niggas talkin', disrespectin'
Don't be playin' like you innocent
Boy, we is not the same
I'll point out many differences
Be careful what you wish for
Cause the Devil listenin'
Aye, cause the Devil always Listenin'
Man up, lil nigga
You fulfilled your own Predicament
Tie up loose ends
We ain't leaving any witnesses
'Bouta make the news
Even end up on the Citizen
Pay me what I'm worth
I ain't settling for minimum
Straight from the gutta
On this side, there ain't no
Miracles
Laughing at these niggas
Tryna kill me, it's hysterical
THC consumer, that's my one
And favorite chemical
Niggas moving funny
Man, it's skeptical, it's terrible
We are not alike!
Bitch, who told you we identical ?
I play my own role
I'm investing in my character
Don't run away from death
That is something not preventable
Aye, that is something not Preventable
How you gonna be scared
When you siding with the streets?
And in this cold world
There is always enemies
All that fake shit
I can't let it close to me
B's up 'til my ass
Buried six feet under deep
How you gonna be scared
When you siding with the streets?
And in this cold world
There is always enemies
All that fake shit
I can't let it close to me
B's up 'til my ass
Buried six feet under deep
Bullies up, 'til my days up
Bitch, I ain't playin'
I be posted with them killers
So my momma always praying
Yeah, i'm coming for what's mine
Man, I'm tired of fucking waiting
Middle fingers up to twelve
Piss them off how I'm behavin'
Bro, I'm a rebel
You can't tell me shit
Ima do what I please
Off the whole fifth
Bitches do not want love
They just want dick
Off the shrooms
Zooted up, on a good trip
Oh shit, oh shit
Damn I'm faded cuh
Western-boyz, all my homies
Bet we are plugs
Ride or die
Never ever gonna switch up
You ain't good in the hood?
You get stitched up
Aye foo I'm just saying
This shit basic
Know the rules to this life
Man, just face it
Talking tough,
But only cause you wasted
Check my page
And everything that I painted
Chunky B's, same set
So we are related
Playing chess
All your moves are anticipated
Niggas lacking
Tri-trippin' on the whole Pavement
They ain't tryin' to see us win
But we'll beat them cases
Shit, the hood got a lawyer
So they can't against me
Said, the hood got a lawyer
So they can't against me
Shit, the hood got a lawyer
So they can't against me
Said, my hood got a lawyer
So you can't against me!
Bitch!
WRITERS
Josue Zevallos
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