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treat life like a dice game might come up if I roll these dice so I bet the house all on myself I ain't think twice Finesse way be on point precise talking about my life how these bitches trite and these fuck niggas just ain't right speaking on the trap I'ma prototype because I know the rope's My bitches treat me like I'm dolemite you know how it go the streets turn my heart cold as ice my fye I keep it close indo runtz I get the lowest price family dollar store Pop out on the scene like poltergeist moving like a ghost rap game this a Bank heist nugga hiit the Flo Open All 24 serve you like a liquor store PG going for the score ran it like a pick and roll face of the Franchise like MVP Derek Rose see the truth all in my eyes Finesse ain't never been a hoe even when I know you lying I let you talk playing slow whole time i peep your every move like a rifle scope reason i can't trust a bitch reason ion trust a nigga Finesse really been through shit reasons i say fuck a nigga cross me once you dead to me ain't shit to reconsider cause the shit i seen you lose you life over shit so little niga getting money with you but he got jealousy in em tender over hoes nigga gon throw a monkey ranch in it now I hustle solo tell my story on these rap beats done taking the backseat trying to see who can match me when I do this shit naturally taking off ain no catching me this is really street poetry Finesseway bitch you know it's me gon make the world notice me exotic like a lotus leaf they playing Finesse overseas collecting from my YouTube streams this rap shit used to be a hobby I had real dope boy dreams mastermind this shit like belichick got the perfect scheme hail Mary I'ma QB so you know I'm going deep I take it you won't get a quarter back ain no mystery i been finessing with the cookup check the recipe I knew a rapper wasn't fuckin with me when I was 17 back when my dawgs said I sounded like I was t.i.p but i never wanted to be a nigga like pac with all eyes on me but I can't deny I got this style even the blind can see with this ryhming I'm something like a Golden child this like prophecy said I was gon take the game over ain't no stopping me
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treat life like a dice game might come up if I roll these dice so I bet the house all on myself I ain't think twice Finesse way be on point precise talking about my life how these bitches trite and these fuck niggas just ain't right speaking on the trap I'ma prototype because I know the rope's My bitches treat me like I'm dolemite you know how it go the streets turn my heart cold as ice my fye I keep it close indo runtz I get the lowest price family dollar store Pop out on the scene like poltergeist moving like a ghost rap game this a Bank heist nugga hiit the Flo Open All 24 serve you like a liquor store PG going for the score ran it like a pick and roll face of the Franchise like MVP Derek Rose see the truth all in my eyes Finesse ain't never been a hoe even when I know you lying I let you talk playing slow whole time i peep your every move like a rifle scope reason i can't trust a bitch reason ion trust a nigga Finesse really been through shit reasons i say fuck a nigga cross me once you dead to me ain't shit to reconsider cause the shit i seen you lose you life over shit so little niga getting money with you but he got jealousy in em tender over hoes nigga gon throw a monkey ranch in it now I hustle solo tell my story on these rap beats done taking the backseat trying to see who can match me when I do this shit naturally taking off ain no catching me this is really street poetry Finesseway bitch you know it's me gon make the world notice me exotic like a lotus leaf they playing Finesse overseas collecting from my YouTube streams this rap shit used to be a hobby I had real dope boy dreams mastermind this shit like belichick got the perfect scheme hail Mary I'ma QB so you know I'm going deep I take it you won't get a quarter back ain no mystery i been finessing with the cookup check the recipe I knew a rapper wasn't fuckin with me when I was 17 back when my dawgs said I sounded like I was t.i.p but i never wanted to be a nigga like pac with all eyes on me but I can't deny I got this style even the blind can see with this ryhming I'm something like a Golden child this like prophecy said I was gon take the game over ain't no stopping me
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