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Never miss a step I ain't tripping
I see through fake with my x-ray vision
The pack? Is louder than hell's kitchen
You fell victim
You slow as a Dell system
The backhanded compliments
Will get you backhanded into condiments and locked in the closet at the Econo Inn
And I ain't got no friends
Even if I had a twin I wouldn't count him in
I feel nauseous
Wild like Chris Pontius
Mysterious behind the dark tint ominous
So when I stab you in your jaw with a pick
Just think of it as a shish kebob with a twist
I back pedal while blasting some black metal
You catch an L after hands like Gretel
It's settled
You ain't close to my level
I sip this tea, I don't care what you call a kettle
I lose no sleep on opinion of sheep
And even if I hear a peep, man its really discreet
And I don't really wanna reach, but I'm taking the keys
And hopping in the driver seat to start blazing the streets
Sheesh
Never looking back like a neck brace
But it's funny that we blew up out a red state
I cut a lot a dead weight
Gonna be the greatest, I don't really have a set date
Poised for an over haul
The boys bout to blow it all up
Once the dust settles, all y'all they won't recall
Baby I'm just showing off
Call my roof Devin Booker, cause it's going off
70 flat
Got my tendencies back
Drinking Hennessy Black at a tennis rematch
Eat some Denny's and crash at my friends on a mat
And now I'm bout to put all of my friends on the map
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They trying to take what's mine
That's like a lazy person trying to say what's grind
Nothing is ever certain except the waves of time
And I can't ever get it back so I ain't wasting my prime
Swear to God, it's everyday with it
Put in hours to make a play with it
Student of the game, getting grades in it
Different strains in it, got me in amazement
My brain is lit
I think I'm bout to change a bit
I'm aiming this where the angels sit
I could never drop my arm and let the angle slip
So when the phonies act up, I get to changing scripts
Rewriting and taking some B vitamins
Made like three China men slaving in heat dying and
Making a weak client get angry but keep buying it
Saying, "The sheep's silent," but ain't make a peep either
Engrave my initial in a castle wall
I'm fractured when these demons try to break me but I cast em off
Keep raising issues in my mind, but seem to pass em off
I may be slacking off, I could never say my passion lost
I got my head down driving to the basket
When you getting bread now, people wanna ass kiss
Forgetting what they said now, hoping that I'm passed it
Unfortunately, if you f*ck me over, that's it
I cut people off mad quick
Subtract from the equation if they show me they don't add shit
A lot of worthless bums trying to be a bird to crumbs
I guess it's to put some cyanide in certain buns
Don't tread in the cobras den
Or you could end up dead when we're closing in
Boa constrict, I'ma open the clip
If you ever threaten my life and try to go in my shit
Entrepreneur, I got a lot to endure
I'ma promise you more if you cop from the boys
All the tales and myths, you ain't f*cking with the
Realest shit that you heard so far