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I'm to die for this shit
I'm ready to it and end up in
prison the rest of my life for this
So my momma ain't me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving shit
And if I wanted somethin', I got the money
I'd be robbing and shit
Don't know how I cry for this shit
I am willing to ride for this shit
You know my hobby,
inside of my closet's a bunch of bodies and shit
Niggas say I'm cursed 'cause I go
to church and at the Bible and shit
say I'm the worst cause I do
my dirt, and I don't be hiding this

Bitch, I'm a I spit at you
bastards, I wonder what you do to me hoe
I to hear some more rapping,
I'm not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my and I'm a
lieutenant, goddammit, you be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't nowhere
All you rappers better get used to me hoe
Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue my jeans,
bought me a jeep, cause I wasn't riding as
My bank looking weak,
don't look at me, I got no time for no fun
to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip, and start crying or som'
I might hit up the Smith's,
throw me a fit and for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me when I was coming up,
I had to double up and tell these buckle up before they ride
And they really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em the uppercut,
I had motherfuckers running for they life
craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien and if you look up in the sky
Blow your back,
put your eyes to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down,
I was raised in the sewer; me and the are friends
Red for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too friends, I don't do good with kids
What you know about dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a of sazon seasoning
What you know leaving the oven
door open there's no heat again
And the is due and your landlord
try and you out on the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a and a
fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, finally get a break
If I didn't get away before I that if
I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I
She don't want me to get petty,
turn her dime into a penny, but she I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and and a henny,
it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you all up in the face
all up in the lake, I
Wanna see wake die
They wanna wave bye
Creep when I by, teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi, we the East Side
Eat the beat's hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the top, beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into cars
You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of
Nigga, I all of my idols and
favorite ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck to Jay
Electronica? I if he still got it or not
happened to Elzhi?
Whatever to Meth?
What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to
What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to
What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to
Nigga, what to Ghost?
Whatever happened to
up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's, what Luda?
I hope they ain't it now
Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new
I'm of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now

I got one, two, three, four, five, six, eight
Nine niggas wanna war, 10 on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
12 killers war, 13 carnivores,
14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16
17 bombs or grenades at rental car,
18 you can die when you have it all
I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, eight
Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
12 think one of us, 13 other guns,
14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double
17 shots in face till you cuddle
up, 18 ways you can die tryna with us

I'm to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it and end up in
prison the rest of my life for this
And my momma ain't me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving shit
if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
I'll be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for shit
Said I am willing to die for this
You know my hobby,
inside of my closet's a of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed I go
to and stare at the Bible and shit
say I'm the worst cause I do
my dirt, and I don't be this shit
Joyner, wooh!