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In God we trust.
I'm looking like a thousand bucks.
A pound a fresh.
It's coming from around the west.
My style so fresh.
You n*ggas steady doubting, yes.
You mouth a threat, red dot from mouth to chest.
You found the best, time to figure out the rest.
A young Nas mixed a young Alchemist.
A young God, I'm fresh.
Top notch, just drop the rest.
Now proclaimed the best ever,
You takin L's,
I'm chasing the next letter.
The next Velvetta, serving the best cheddar.
Sending letters with vendettas,
I been clever.
Just gotta choose my close friends better.
A go getter, we grow bigger for more figures.
With no triggers.
You know better you broke n*ggas.
Sweet tea, but no sugar.
You n*ggas is so bitter.
We livin with no limits.
The most points with low minutes.
They told me to go get it.
Addicted to dope living.
It's a dope feeling.
Feel your soul fully healing when them drums fill in.
Let the fun begin, It's really sunken in.
Once we win, we dedicate it to the ones within.
Let the funds replenish for the ones, let's get it.
Throw it back like ones and fitteds.
If you really want it, then you gotta go get it.
The mastermind.
Don't worry bout the past. I'm fine.
I'm passing time, laughing giving daps to slimes.
I mastered rhymes while you flip packs and dimes.
You mastered crime, that's fine.
I still blast for mine.
The blueprint, just giving my 2 cents.
I purchased some new fits while dropping these new hits.
My crew lit, we double up on blue strips.
Willing to take it to new trips.
Unload a new clip.
They asking who's this?
Don't worry, just press play till the next day.
I write the best plays when I clear my head space.
S on my chest, but I'm still feeling the chest pains.
Got love for my essés.
It's a blessed day.
Always doin this shit fresh, the best way.
Two words for ya, passion & pain.
What happen to fame?
Some sh*t that's really jogging my brain.
Ain't holding on to sh*t that happen back in the day.
I know some young n*ggas packing heat.
Clap it & spray. He lacking today.
36 killings today, it's evident that my city need some healing & faith.
I know n*ggas who show love, but feeling a way.
Can't even live with the taste, but still revealing the fake.
I'm still winning the race.
Ain't no rushing the pace.
And no more holding the weight
I tried to give them the grace,
And made sure that they ate,
From eating noodles to steak.
Even provided the plates.
They threw it back in my face.
Why you lookin at me crazy like it's tats on my face?
I'm back with the plays.
I'm trying to see what's crackin' today.
Only eating the competition.
I'm fasting today.
Keep distance from trash niggas.
Subtracting the waste.
They riding the wave,
I laugh at the hate.
I'm done with the braids,
I'm rocking to the fade.
Came back like Tom Brady, yea we stacking the plays.
Packing the stage.
I'm back on the page. Yapping away.
Just to give you one more classic to play.
Back, back in the day
All I give is passion and pain.
Been doing it since back, back, back in the day.
All I give is passion and pain.
Tom Brady, stacking the plays.
Back, back, back in the day.
All I give is passion and pain.
Tom Brady, stacking the plays.