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I'mma one and done this shit man
In and out like a bank robbery
Y'all know my story
Yeah
Why bout that action
My existence is verb
Ringlead the purge
The gift the hustle the curse
The bitch the fifth and the purp
The welcome ways of the worst
The only fuel for the thirst
The racks the stash and the serve
Fuck you to your face
I got some nerve
And you got several blemishes
That filters can't blur
And choppers be the key
To every gateway from earth
Have all you sissy niggas
And janky bitches at church
That's a ending that's luckily
Trigga finger stay finicky
Middle finga to you your seed
And whoever get custody
Now keep hating
I'll give you something you hate to see
Send you back to your maker
If you ain't from me
Pic of life quite not how you planned it
Adrenaline and panic
Blood mixed with dandruff
Blank stares brain fragments
All smeared on yo canvas
I'm neva empty handed
Stay giving back with cannons
Why So took flight they all await my landing
All wanna dance around the
Flames of me crashing
So I put hole in heads
Wounds look like asterisks
All yall dressed to kill
Fresh for a casket
So I knock em off
Like that bootleg
The movement is full fledged
Ballistics is details
My motion is authentic
Projectile is lodged in em
Please don't put God in it
We both know he not in it
We know the sentence for sinning
So we know plenty
We all know robbery
So we all know pillage
Pop a pill peel his cap
I got no feelings
The elements of life