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I don't speak in code, boy, bunch of words to say a lot of not shit
All I hear is nonsense, I was sixteen
When I predicted this, guess they wasn't listening
Too bad for them, they didn't know I learned the history
I get how it goes, I get high as hoes' body counts
After girls trips on the road, light this spliff and get blown
Bitch, now I'm gone, she knows I don't listen to hoes; tricks are for kids
And my dick is for a bitch that's grown
I'm twenty two and I still miss the home that I shared with my moms
Why would I wish to be grown?
But now I'm the chief of my city like Mr. Mahomes
And not a rapper can fuck with me, I pick up the chrome
Nada is what I leave him with, now he got zip, zero
That's what he get for tryna be a hero
Now it's man down, put 3k on his head, that boy in the Klan now
And all he's missing is the white sheet
But he'll get that when the coroners find him on the right street
Body on the concrete and 3k is quite cheap, a nice price
Who would have known three thousand bucks could end your life?; Christ
Someone get him a new lifeline
Just did some shit I thought I wouldn't have to do in my lifetime
Tell the judge that I just wasn't in my right mind
Regardless though, I'm sure they probably got me locked and confined
Fair enough for me putting that boy on Fox 5, I get it
'Cause if it was my boy that died, I'd probably kill him
Don't give a fuck they make him live the rest his life in prison
Shit is not enough, killed one of us, thought we weren't killers
And we called the bluff, got more sticks than Narnia
Wear a vest, better make sure you harness up
By the time we done, he 'gon wish the cops had just locked him up
But karma knows how to come quick, part of the reason why my flows
Cannot be fucked with, 'cause I've been grinding, twelve years old
Knew I was something, how you get to this
From being told you're good for nothing? I don't know, but bitch, I done it
Scrape the souls off my shoes, bitch, I run it
I'm trying not to plummet but the decline is imminent