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Rich made. Uh-huh. Check it. I don't sound like no one. There ain't another rapper like this. There ain't so many rappers, I got rapperitis. I'm from the bricks where you jack or fly It. Go to uni, get a job, kick ball, Or you wrap the flyers. Still my brothers took them other routes. Should've been in uni. Feds was at my mother's Till she cussed me out. What? Wasn't dumb, but we was dumbing out. I'm talking drumming like a band, kept the fam When we coming out. Brr. Tryna slide through the snip nops. But it's different now, the youths are getting rich Off of TikTok. My niggas put me on to Crypto, they talking big stocks. Shuffling these coins like the clip's hot. Hit some uptown for some Michelin cooking. I use the face card, I don't even need A booking. You need to hit your bro with Something, think he need a look in. Kai looking real bad, the gaffa needs to hook Him. Looking Praying for my brudda, gave me trauma How they took him. He threw the whole magazine, The judge had to book him. Still I take the risk on my solo with My wookie. I hit him with the no-look, he Thought I was a rookie. You said five Gs, nigga" Five Gs. You gonna stop acting like you the nigga getting Money, man. Make it ten, man. What's wrong with You, man" it ten Gs, you poor ass Nigga, We getting more money than you, man. You know what I'm saying" I got it G For every bump your face, nigga. Whatever you want, man. Hey, what you, what you Laughing at, man? You need to put your man On, he look bad. Tell that nigga to hit You with an ounce or something or something. Breezies go for low, but it's more if you Consigning. Big When my brother touched the M, it wasn't From rhyming. I got it out the mud, It wasn't from whining. And I ain't never sold my soul for no Blood diamonds. Spot me in the spot, Made men be in the spot too. Spot all on your top, when the aggravator spots You. Feds raided the first spot, had to get A spot two. Ain't a print in it, I Ain't never leaving spot clues. Jimmy always in the latest trainers and my tops New. They say I'm top three, but I am Not three and not two. Mummy loved me even though I did what she Said not to. Stand ten toes on your pivot, They can't knock you. Most the things I did Was for my friends or for my family. Forget the naysayers, they ain't never understanding Me. Self-proclaimed critics tryna judge me by my Lyrics. Huh? But never had to kick it where The robbers come and stick it. Shoot. But never kick ball where the kickers come And blick it. I'm quiet with this blicky, call Me Rick, I'm the Slickers. Done it from my pocket, must've thought it was A Snickers. Ah. But I don't eat chocolate, have You walking with the drifters. What up, shorty? What's Damn, Niggas out mad out here getting that paper, huh? You know I got bagged, you feel What happened? Seriously, I got bagged. Boy, what happened, son? Fucked with this nigga on The fucking roof, man. On the roof? Yeah, man. What you was doing? Shot this nigga, man. Now I got stuff burning, man. Shit's just getting hot. See? Just gotta hold shit down, You know what I'm Got to pull up with The vest. Yo, damn, man. Shit's just hot. Yo, man, don't let these niggas out here steer You wrong, man. See them niggas on the corner over there? Nah. Shit, gonna be out here forever, man. Fucking with guns. Pssh. You fuck with guns, shorty? It's always the coolest niggas that fuck around and Get murdered, you know?
Youngs Teflon — Rapperitis
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