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--VERSE1-- Resurrect the real spitting crills, no Stephanie Mills but still giving you something you can feel. Been ill 4real n will kill my man got hit, he in da feild like he ain't gotta heal. If it ain't about da money, we ain't gotta deal. Know I get the drop on you, and I'm coming for the kill. I'm Cam Newton boi, throwing bullets in ya field. Like pizza at a BBQ, I slice ya grill. Dis work way more den ya name on da scale. Cmon you Frail boi, jus a shrimp to a whale, since you like to save roaches, give you clips to inhale. I know you hate 2 hear it but my clique doing well, grind is insane,cali bud thru da mail. Gotta keep wyte bitches on deck dey kill Bills. Cowards fold on da code, agree 2 deals, Put da beats to em and see dat he doing swell. --VERSE2-- I Stand out, cuz fitting in ain't something I'm good at. Rap like crack, I still cook dat. Look scrap. You dnt know me mostly doly n lowkey Behind da scene pulling strings like jansport bookbags. Where da hood at I'm good where da crooks at Inda lab wit it, mad chemist when i cook dat. Getting head while blowing grimiss in a lyft cab. Spending bread dat i got waiting wen I get bak. With people in position you can sit back. Moves being made while I kick bak. Fools always brave til dat click clak, make em wish dat he never did dat. You hungry ryte, take a bite of dis big mack. As a youngster I use to listen to da youngstas you may not know em dis was way before the dumb stuff. Bak wen you was finding bodies in dem dumpsters. Aint no summer like one dat end wit shoot outs at da functions.
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