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Just A KCMO rapper dawg
816 repping, strong
Look I know that I'm black and supposed to be
Rapping about trapping and stuff (I ain't)
But I'm actually I'm happy with being A nerd
And rapping about wrapping my bud in a Sweetwood
No capping or acting on things that I've never done
A captain that's lacking his crew
Call us Straw Hats, we attacking with few
Show up to the show, quiet and cool
Then I get on stage and throw grenades, this is World War 3
If you ain't with me then you in the way
I practice these flows like the mystic arts
Your boy on a roll, need a shorty to roll A blunt while we kick back
Coughing up a lung until I have a six pack
I watch anime and don't have a felony
I ain't a shooter but the nine is close to me
Homies showed me who they ain't supposed to be
Women see the glow, now they wanna take hold off me
I know they just wanna get over me
So who gave you foes permission to speak
I move on my own, you can follow my lead
I got back on my feet and been planted like trees
I learned to have faith me
I give all praise to THC
Can a brother get an A GRAM (A GRAM)
Elevation be with you
May sedation guide my way
If you ain't tryna smoke, get out my face
But shorty can still come around my place
I'm at peace in the clouds like namaste (Yeah)
I know I ain't A trapper
No, I just go for what I'm after
Yeah, Never known to be a slacker
No, I'm just a KCMO Rapper
Look I know that I come from the city of murder
We fill in these graves like heaven is certain
This shits insane, so my blunts enflamed
While I play some beats and get to working
I fill up my mind tryna nickle and dime
Some studio time to calm my urges
I turned to hip hop cause the rhymes never stop
Neither do the cops or the opps thats lurking
I stay in the house tryna figure this out