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I keep my pockets full of lockets

I been keyed from the start

I been politicing living like a criminal cop

I feel the clock is tik I took a lot to tikety talk

I been the quiet kid

But mess with me your body in chalk

I feel like I been Leonidas, kicking bitches in eye lids

Keeping this Schweppervesence street ghetto essence inside us, I diss

Anybody coming for me

Lah di dah di dah di dah

Come and try to jump me

Ima kick your mama in the jaw

I got what you need

Dolla dollar bill for the pills and weed

Come and come and chill

With the thrills on me

Mama always told me I could be what I wanna be

What I wanna see

Is the cautionate coughing coffin quick

Now she mad at me my A.D.D. subtracted wit

All apologies esophagus on the frits

I been talking shit, and spitting this since I was six

Yellin

1 for the money

2 time for Geppetto

3 for the strings that we cut from the devil

4 for the hoes in the back in stilettos and

5 for the mind that

We hide in the ghetto

1 for the money

2 time for Geppetto

3 for the strings that we cut from the devil

4 for the hoes in the back in stilettos and

5 for the mind that

We hide in the ghetto

Keep you in your feels

Like Lennon leaving the Beatles

Then I go injecting the evil to your cerebral

Fuck it, I'll admit it, I'm a hypocrite, I'm sick of it

1 song I’m a role model, the other one I’m ignorant

Back on the feeling living cut throat

Stone cold with the foes with the utmost

Animosity I’m honestly a punk though

I remember telling teachers you a bitch though

Stealing crypto

Modern day Debo give me the fucking block chain

That’s a half a glass of acid pass it to your shot brain

Hasn’t come to cashing out the pattern of my last name

So instead the Sudafed’s infect the head of my pain

Why blame

Me for feeding evil to through the needle in your iPhone

I've grown