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Yeah I polish my flow til the words, all clear
When I get a Warsaw to cut to my fears
I trust insight to peek through my peers
So fuck a day one unless they give love for years
That trust gonna fuck careers but you don't need luck if you come prepared
I stay self and wealth aware when I'm without love I say a little prayer
Just like Aretha in moments of truth
With a Premier method I know in the booth
With my dollaz and sense I'll be Quik to recoup
Don't like how I'm living then I say fuck you Ice Cube
I choose, to connive like Proof bizarrest artist, so they never blame me
When I'm going crazy like I'm raising Hailie
Never miss supporters so you better pay me
Penicillin when I pen a ceiling
With a healing feeling filling every building in the town
Most wanna ride waves they ride with the weight
Better go the right way or it drags you down
People will say it's a matter of time
When a matter of fact it's a matter of grind
So I have to refine, every line that I write
If you ask me for credit I'm gonna decline
Honestly these days I got no doubts
Deep in the streams but I'm never gonna drown
The royalties stack but I got no crown
I was numb to the pain
With a moral compass my direction had changed
I Tried to get rich in diminishing lanes
So I had to be switching to finishing place
Keeping it true to myself
You just be keeping it true to the wealth
Man when the people were doubting my records
I changed the direction, and did it myself
Feeding the peace in myself
He just be leading the people with help
Changing the planet God damn it
I manage to treat everybody like I treat myself
Keeping it true to myself
You just be keeping it true to the wealth
Man, when the people were doubting my records
I changed the direction and did it myself
Feeding the peace in myself
He just be leading the people with help
Changing the planet God damn it
I manage to treat everybody like I treat myself
Welp I Came in this bitch Like I'm trying to make a baby
Came with the peace like I'm driving a Mercedes
So they riding with us daily and they say we going crazy
Cause we killing these florist
Yeah we got em pushing daisies
Til they bring out the roses they bout ta notice
That all they goals is nothing to a homie cuz they
Know he composes elite emotions
Bring out the trojans
Fuck yall but a bad blow job is more like it
Cuz all y'all suck but end up biting
Got stain I'm the shit never end up wiping
Insane I legit shredder men up swiping
In the night time trying to find my next victim
First motherfucker that I send my music and they send a message back saying that they Won't listen
Locate position donate a whipping
Showcase a killing no way you winning
Okay, you feeling so brave you willing
To rage, but listen and pay attention
I'll slay you niggas today like bobby bouche
Cause I'm finna go dumb when I hit em
Nick
Name
Water
Boy
Be
Cause
Bitch I'm dripping
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Took a selfie then I printed it
Went and spat on it then ripped it
That's one of the many ways that I can say
That I don't give a fuck about my self image
Prefer to keep it a hunnid when I be stunting
That's word to them boys who rep Tennis
And we heard to finish a verse close to the ending
Samad usually gotta go kill it
It is
Time for me to body The beat already a zombie
But fuck it like a punani embody the holly jolly green giant
But this ain't broccoli
No way that you can stop me with Jockeys and carbon copies of Rocky
That carry tommies and shotties illuminati and resurrect all the nazis
I'm sorry poppy there's no way to stop me
They testing me like I'm Johnny
We killing everybody, do it look like a hobby?
Now homie put the mic down and help with the body
Skoodwidit!
CHRISTOPHER JU, RYAN THRUPP, SAMAD SAVAGE
O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave