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Hey Grimes, that's hot
Took some time away I barely even Play with the flow
But I get asked am I coming back just To carry the torch
I tell em momma I'm on the way but I can't Stay for the show
I tell him I can't run it back, I gotta Stay on the porch
They crucify me cause I ain't never Had to kill in a song
Step pops told me keep it 103, yo Lyrics the bomb
It'll go over some heads, others ain't Living too long
15 years ago, I was really living these Wrongs
I'm 33, I'm dropping frees for the free And seen it all
Watch some niggas turn gee from the Glee I think it's odd
When I was out there on the scene, None of these young niggas was Involved
Watch them switch from a side to a Side, see what I see now
Is senile now, ain't think it would be Saw
Know some niggas showed me beef Before the beef was unthawed
Meaning before the war, backwards it Was really just raw
Ain't no one wanna let me cook, well Dream on
They slept on me like I did that bunk
I schemed on, meaning I had a proper Plan for this shit
A number two in the pad for this shit
If she bleed on, I can never be mad at This bitch
Cause she dog, knowing I done Pissed on and pissed off
Let me share, I'm a devil and a dog
Can I double dare, anybody to find a Bar that the comp compare
They watched me elevate, but they Couldn't stop the stares
Cause I done been on a climb, that They cannot compare
This next chapter personal to me, so I'm indebted
Can care less about they personal Opinions
I ain't reddit, if we ain't spoke for a Minute, I went mute
I was gone in 60 seconds, now the Problems ain't minute
I ain't never coming back, when Niggas speaking poorly
When your mindset on broke, please Don't speak before me
I said when your mindset on broke, You cannot speak it towards me
Ask why done left my last chick, Cause ain't no future in my past chick
I blame that music niggas selling, Cause they be selling they souls
I blame the music women dropping, Cause they be selling they holes
World full of hoes, no one original, They all move the same
BBLs, foreign whips, and big chains
Ain't nothing more natural than this
I want my chick to be uncommon With sense
I want my homie to get married, be Rich
But I don't think they really get it Though
Life got people appeasing people they Don't even know
Nowadays, it's a new gimmick, flaunt Or taunt
Everybody listens to what the Common critics want
Hardly care about real love, that shit Be real wack
Hardly care if I feel love, or if they Feel that
Niggas throw the word love around, And now it throws me off
She used to give me the run around, And now I'm running off
Used to have deep feelings, now I Can't feel
So numb to the touch, it don't even Feel real