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Yeah
It's
Like
Music in the safe
Like a keepsake
If I don't rhyme I get to feeling like I betrayed
The artistry
But there's magic in the mystery
Pree my snippets
Fast money got me thinking of a pivot
But I don't wanna have to
Wonder why the fuck I did it
Cah the bird getting ridden
And I ain't really down for the isms and the Schisms
Because of work
I be preeing when niggas fidget
Preeing if the bad boy image is legit
But the vital ingredient always missing
Discernment is different
I'm pally with the system
Why should I fix it
When I ain't break it
They think I got my cape on
Thinking ima save em
Still in the same matrix
Maintaining
You prayed up
I'm struggling for the time
Some niggas thinking bout nines
But me I got
Money on my mind
I be wrestling faith
Struggles with the divine
Yeah
Dirty Thirty has arrived
Dirty Thirty has arrived
Yeah Dirty Thirty has arrived
Dirty Thirty has arrived
Still The Dirtiest
More So My Mind
Cah The Fit Too Clean
My Style Impervious
You Complimenting My Style Don't Feel Courteous
It's Only Cos I'm Humble I'm Firming It
Still The Prettiest Baby
Im Just I'm Confirming It
The Ceiling Getting Higher
You're Now Feeling The Turbulence
For Certain It's
The Prettiest
The Jiggest
The Wittiest
The Most Debonair