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Yeah. I like that. I like that a lot. Uh. Breakfast at Tiff's. Uh. I was such a reckless kid. One time I left the smesh in the fridge. Twenty-two in the shed. Livin' by the rules we was fed. Was hustlin' for jewels, not the rent. Uh. No wonder why the angle was bent. One. Lifestyle meant wrong talk, then the shells get Spent. Now I'm fallin' back in the pen. A gangster and gent. They love me from Kingston to Kent. What was posted by the Clarks like I'm Ken. Tryna stay low while I shot these two fiends By the fence. Gave 'em leaf of B, they Said it's dench. It's dank. Summertimes I had to switch it up to the Park bench. I don't give a toss if you Hench. You best be respectful if you ain't tryna Clinch it or clench. I grew up with the Wolves, it was tense. The cat will steal your bike when you're sleepin' And ride through the ends like... Violence, we can use violence, But always as a last fuckin' resort. We listen to the stories, we make up our Mind, and we don't react to one side. Those two little things on the side of your Fuckin' ears is--God gave you those two ears To listen to both sides of the story. Uh. I'm a shark like the West Side Story. Chillin' with my West Side shorty. Uh. In my new castle like a Geordie. Geordie. Went Hammersmith for this hammer, This a West Side 40. Connect got it comin' cross the border, though. Sellin' chocolate chip and some Jordan 4 Oreos. Kinda tired but the tires keep rollin' though. Already had a good year, but there's more to Go. More I only swing through the jungle when It go dark. Carbine for real life drama, This ain't Ozark. And you ain't gotta ask who My bros are. Bulletproof love, prolly why we wearin' Chrome Hearts. You ever seen Avengers? This the endgame. I don't need a mash, I'm killin' rappers with My pen game. And I ain't dyin' over nyash, Mostly hens lame. Hella followers and you ain't even Got a bed frame. What? The game's in a state. They playin' to debate. Just tryna get this paper, then I'm gone without A trace. Uh. All them jewels in your crib, Bro, it's long without a safe. Hard times make a nigga start runnin' out of Faith. Now what you say? Uh. All them jewels in Your crib, bro, it's long without a safe. Hard times make a nigga start runnin' out of Faith. The whole world seems to--the whole power Structure changes. Now you're a made member in the Mafia. Everybody in every family is your brother, Not just your own family by Cosa Nostra's laws. So you're, you become fuckin' powerful just the mere Fact that you're a made guy. People know you're gonna get in fight, you hit A made guy, you're gonna get killed. There'll be fuckin' f-forty guys here want to kill You. So it, it, the power structure, People know about it, It becomes huge.