Look, f*ck hanging round with your friends
I'm chasing these ends
I'm from Miami, but never was a fan of the [?]
I'm off for that benz [?] I'm looking to win
I open that jam, taking a shot for niggas [?]
I've seen too much, I came from out of the hood, I [?]
Now see before, I'm more like C4
Look how I blew up, chew up, and the emcee
You betting against me
I'm iller for realer [?] killer
So please do not pretend he is a buster
No not a sucker, if so is f*ck you
I'm eating good, 1995 last supper
Ask Tucker, can nobody rush hours
But if you disrespecting, there's so much you touch flowers
I collect sour, I'm rolling up like [?] tires
[?] we coke buyers [?] in that 95 lex land cruiser
F*cking up rappers dreams, I'm Miami's red cougar
I'm slicker than [?] meticulous with maneuvers
You claiming to be the shit, but your kick is more like manure
Form the sewer I arose, no splendor, but a lot of rats
MCM jacket with the belts, know I got a match
It ain't about that dough my nigga you gotta holler back
Control through my style, you niggas is copy cats
I'm giving them [?] punch line after punch line
Well f*ck it my nigga it's lunch time
I eat them alive, I'm Hannibal Lecter
So mention me [?] how easily I get with you
[?] crush every nigga who came with your like that
[?] check it, [?] got love for snitches, no love for bitches
Putting [?] where my trigger finger itches
[?] I never [?] bitches get f*cked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel door
I know for your [?] and beating over smoking cats
[?] So with that bullshit [?] cause in the street [?] you seen what happened in my last fight [?]
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Look, f*ck hanging round with your friends
I'm chasing these ends
I'm from Miami, but never was a fan of the [?]
I'm off for that benz [?] I'm looking to win
I open that jam, taking a shot for niggas [?]
I've seen too much, I came from out of the hood, I [?]
Now see before, I'm more like C4
Look how I blew up, chew up, and the emcee
You betting against me
I'm iller for realer [?] killer
So please do not pretend he is a buster
No not a sucker, if so is f*ck you
I'm eating good, 1995 last supper
Ask Tucker, can nobody rush hours
But if you disrespecting, there's so much you touch flowers
I collect sour, I'm rolling up like [?] tires
[?] we coke buyers [?] in that 95 lex land cruiser
F*cking up rappers dreams, I'm Miami's red cougar
I'm slicker than [?] meticulous with maneuvers
You claiming to be the shit, but your kick is more like manure
Form the sewer I arose, no splendor, but a lot of rats
MCM jacket with the belts, know I got a match
It ain't about that dough my nigga you gotta holler back
Control through my style, you niggas is copy cats
I'm giving them [?] punch line after punch line
Well f*ck it my nigga it's lunch time
I eat them alive, I'm Hannibal Lecter
So mention me [?] how easily I get with you
[?] crush every nigga who came with your like that
[?] check it, [?] got love for snitches, no love for bitches
Putting [?] where my trigger finger itches
[?] I never [?] bitches get f*cked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel door
I know for your [?] and beating over smoking cats
[?] So with that bullshit [?] cause in the street [?] you seen what happened in my last fight [?]
I'm chasing these ends
I'm from Miami, but never was a fan of the [?]
I'm off for that benz [?] I'm looking to win
I open that jam, taking a shot for niggas [?]
I've seen too much, I came from out of the hood, I [?]
Now see before, I'm more like C4
Look how I blew up, chew up, and the emcee
You betting against me
I'm iller for realer [?] killer
So please do not pretend he is a buster
No not a sucker, if so is f*ck you
I'm eating good, 1995 last supper
Ask Tucker, can nobody rush hours
But if you disrespecting, there's so much you touch flowers
I collect sour, I'm rolling up like [?] tires
[?] we coke buyers [?] in that 95 lex land cruiser
F*cking up rappers dreams, I'm Miami's red cougar
I'm slicker than [?] meticulous with maneuvers
You claiming to be the shit, but your kick is more like manure
Form the sewer I arose, no splendor, but a lot of rats
MCM jacket with the belts, know I got a match
It ain't about that dough my nigga you gotta holler back
Control through my style, you niggas is copy cats
I'm giving them [?] punch line after punch line
Well f*ck it my nigga it's lunch time
I eat them alive, I'm Hannibal Lecter
So mention me [?] how easily I get with you
[?] crush every nigga who came with your like that
[?] check it, [?] got love for snitches, no love for bitches
Putting [?] where my trigger finger itches
[?] I never [?] bitches get f*cked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel door
I know for your [?] and beating over smoking cats
[?] So with that bullshit [?] cause in the street [?] you seen what happened in my last fight [?]