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Safety systems armed. Ten, nine, eight, seven-Yes. Six, five, four- Can I say Three, two, One. Listen. We call it tradition. To get money, we all on a mission. Taking cocaine, pause in the kitchen. Halfway awake in a full race picture. Wait. Didn't wanna learn or listen, But I'm a different star with a shine and A glisten. I done crime with my siblings. Look after family, done time in the system. Now the gun crimes have risen, but I ain't Tryna drown. When they rise up, I'll rinse them. Call it tradition, pouring Henny on the floor. For homies who were taken or buried through the War. RIP. Now all I got is memories of y'all, but I'ma rise in your absence, never gonna fall. Never. It's nil-nil now, but I'm settling the score. The best is yet to come, but I'm better Than before. Better. The music might make me a Veteran abroad. So if I ain't in the trap, then I Better be on tour. 'Cause I ain't tryna stay peril in the raw. Uh-uh. I'm kicking off the hinges, they ain't Letting me in the door. What? Rap was a hobby, fam, it never was A chore. You should really bow for me, but I'll settle with applause. I'm kidding. I perform beat surgery for sure. I got a cheat if you say that you Ain't heard of me before. I'm Johnny Flame, I'll burn 'em with a torch. Whoa. chop the cane and make an earning off The snort. Making moves all day, the studio all Night. I don't get to rest, on top of That I'm so high. High. And please don't mind if I'm so quiet. If you heard my fortune, you would say, "Oh My." It's tradition, say a prayer before showtime, And hope that we make it back before home Time.