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Lemme Pop my shit, showing off my riches, this shit is so marvelous Man I Fuck that bitch, I buss my wrist, check the watch tell her what time it is See I Copped a lick, I stay equipped, runnin up on me, I’m poppin ya Try to Fuck with me, and you’ll see, what is really happening hot on your trail, and I’m gaining traction, yuh Cut this bitch in half, like a 1/2 fucking fraction Your head down by your shoes, side by side they matchin If I made a post, it would blow up with no caption I’m in the mcu, and I’m feeling like the captain Bullet to the chest, but I take it no reaction I’m just really like that, this this fact i’m never capping I don’t like no silver or gold, but I like to wear the this platinum Make sure that you are never late to show up Meeting me’s a privilege plus if you miss out then you’ll get punked We gonna break it down, naw instead we gonna debunk I can’t keep on moving, jus like theres glue, swear time is stuck Bullet hits the dome, that shits knocking out a chunk, he bleeds I’m a murderer, like my name is fucking chuck-y We gotta settle it now, see we do not want a repeat Looking at the past, I can’t even count my bodies Bullets blasting through, and it’s chipping at the concrete So many downed soldiers, other sides about to concede 9s like mortars, blasting bullets, just like we’re bombing We throw them in the dirt, and then we wring ‘em like some laundry Show up, and guess what, you pulled up to your own roast I shoved you in the toaster, and I burnt you like some toast Your body draggin from my car, I forget and so I coast The people that hate me die, but i’m beloved by most Lips flapping, I’m in the G- wagon, Running off his mouth he didn’t know what’s gonna happen Im in the gym so much every machine I use I max it Rippin out my shirt like the hulk, this shit is like magic But when you get down to it, you will see that this shits tragic You missed your shot, like a target and fucking a foul pitch I’ve never lost and never will, especially to a bitch I’m staying on top, my life goes by without a hitch See why? It’s impossible Got a bad bitch and i’m on a roll Money in my bank and I’m so nice, call me Honorable Like i’m getting straight A’s and I’m going on the honor roll We’ve yet to write the ending see the story has yet been told I’m drifting from the heat sometimes, and I start to feel cold Keep my head up, i’m just trying to get ahold Instead I focus on the money, myself, my bitch, and my goals I think i’ll never learn Fighting for a better life, for a better futures all I yearn Money increasing every year, exponential on what I earn Blunt so big and full, that the end looks like a torch that’s been burned A torch been burned, bullet wound and I poke my finger in it like a worm Unsettled in the grave, uncomfortable, so they about to turn Stacking up bodies, on the wooden post ready to burn I let your mother mourn I took your life early, see I cut it real short Chopped you like some beef, but it’s better to say pork Cuz you’re a pig, and you say stuff that makes you look like a dork You went out of bounds, like the lining on a court I don’t like that so I make my reports Call in over the walkie, in comes the full force Pullin on that metal, and the barrels bound to spark Bullets homing, and they park Shoulda known you were the target Wheezing breath, Blood dripping, You try to walk, but you keep tripping Your life flies by, you’re reminiscing Regret your actions, your life, you’re missing

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