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Yo Kid, it's time. Okay. Engine in the boot, barely room to put The seat back. People switchin' up back and coat, I got the heat pack. You ain't got no Bread for the beat, I need the beat back. Flow so sharp, so dope, I caused a relapse. Ooh, haha, I'm back again. I'm on my first letter in my acronym. Did a bid for having straps, but I'm strapped Again. Told my bitch we ain't parkin' 'less I'm Backin' in. You know these YNs be lurkin', Lookin' for niggas lackin'. Sneak it in the front just so I can Get my back in. Grandma tellin' me to chill So I don't go back in. Devil tellin' me to slap him if he keep On rappin'. Shut the fuck up. These niggas talk too much. I was sick of being broke, so I told Them cough it up. Told them niggas hurry up, If not I'm finna chalk 'em up. You better run when you see me walkin' up. Huh. The news. Shit. Uh huh. The news. Shit. I done had two sixes, but I had A new four ten. Uh yeah. So basically the bills never end. Yeah. Okay, what he goin' through? Uh huh. TC killed and he ain't got no money comin' In. I had dreams of fuckin' a R&B bitch. Then I fucked a R&B bitch. A lover boy, but-but I got that dog In me. Kinda crazy, so don't try to go To war with me. All I see is four Fifteen, I'ma end it morbidly. Don't make me go Marshall Mathers with a little Bit more fifty. Open up them doors and see That you're on war with me. You niggas ain't competition, I'm number one as far As I see. And I don't see nobody, 'cause All you niggas is weak. And all you niggas Is captin' pussy and dressin' like cheeks. You tellin' people we brothers, shit, you be lyin' Through teeth. I don't even see most of my Haters, so we can't even beef. I'm that nigga that sold them point-fours like they Was fives. While I was on probation in front Of my house. I walked with a sawed-off that Scratched my thighs. So why the fuck would I Ever be scared of you guys? Huh. The news. Shit. Uh huh. The news. Shit. I done had two sixes, I had a New four ten. Uh So basically the bills never end. Yeah. Okay, what he goin' through? Uh huh. The one TC killed he ain't got No money comin' in.
IDK — DEViL
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