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Is there heaven down in hell? I need the best of both worlds God looking for the one I'm tryna get a referral I got a main and a side I be texting both girls I spit my game just to get her toes curled Put that 9 on yo chest, you can get a Joe Burrow I'm from the era when niggas pops was on heroin Jerry curl, pumping medicine Down the block, we was pedalin Ayo, let us in God I ran my sevens sins up From Valley Christian to Carson Peakin on Devyn when niggas had Mac 11's Bumpin Mac 10 in our section That's a bar, I hope you catch it Close, but no cigar I know Lamar, he be my brethren Pop a lil Excedrin just to entertain these niggas like Cedric My point of reference was hand me downs My hands came in second We caught that fade, but we family now At least I accept it It was EBT before BET Before ma copped that Lexus we was like best friends I hope you get this message before I become a legend Before my life is up and you never knew that I said this You either red or blue round these parts, nigga don't set trip Good trees mixed with that drank That be the best trip Can we get a round of applause before I exit? Exit 19 down the 105, then we press shit Hop out, what it do? Snatch yo boo, watch and yo necklace It smell like bitch in here Don't come near for 35, 45 minutes Until this shit disappear Don't be a menace while drinking your juice My niggas say cheers How you colder than niggas that's been out 7, 8 years? Cuz most these niggas faker than Santa Claus and his reindeers Your shit, I can't feel, can't rhyme to it Now I can't hear, nigga I'm blind to it Invade your privacy like Mulan do it And beat a nigga ass like Solange do it See yo block, then my niggas slide through it You can't do this shit like Ry do it, nigga I got a fear of being around niggas I'm better than Let's keep it competitive Had shit poppin for seven summers consecutive I ain't slept a bit It's evident y'all niggas sleep on me Show me yo big homie Take yo pick homie, my niggas ready to flick for me Tip toeing, you ain't big steppin, I'm rockin Rick Owens Bitch I been flowing, y'all niggas started rappin last year Only real niggas allowed, how you gon last here? Talk is cheap, you get too loud, we hush yo ass Then we double back for the cashier Jansport to that Hermès, I'm in my bag still
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