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23rd in the City of the Bird, that's the block, I got my balls and my word Bitch, you know I never stop
I'm on a mission, impossible, cruisin' like I'm Tom
Cruisin' to the top, Grindin' like I'm Big n' Rob
I'll rob your bitch ass with this big Glock
Knock your bitch ass out in the parking lot
Tired of all these motherfuckers thinkin That they hot
Bitch, you Not Like Us and I know that you Not
Fakin' for the gram, all you niggas fags
I'ma get a bag, probably gon' be mad But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a damn
I'm who I am like Eminem All you little skittle riddle ass rappers Just pretend
Put me in a box, turn it to a hotbox
Connectin' in AZ like a hotspot Pick up and drop off like a dropbox
24-seven-365, it's non-stop
My hustle mandatory, yeah, that's Mando
I kill the inventory, watch the cash flow All you hatin' be the ones to Stan, though
To be honest, I appreciate any fan, though Big dawg, big shark, kill you guppy-ass fishes
You ain't on the field, you can't even run a scrimmage
I'm in it for the fortune, I don't care about my image
We can rendezvous, but I know you niggas bitches
Got the nine on my hip, let it bang, bang, bang, bang
Runnin' through the Bity, yellin, gang, gang, gang, gang
Wanna feature, pay, pay, pay, pay I don't fuck with none of you, bitch, you fake
Fake, fake, fake Mow the lawn, cut the grass, kill the snake, snake, snake, snake
How long did it take, take, take, take
I'm the greatest, yeah, the great, great, great, great Word of God, stayed solid, kept my faith, faith, faith, faith
I got plenty flows, I got plenty bills I got plenty dough, I got plenty skills
I got plenty more Sayin' that you real, why you fakin' for
Sayin' that you stackin' bills then what you waitin' for
I'm all in, no money, out no complainin, ho Need all my money, dimes, nickels, and the pennies, ho
I'm the vaccine this rap game-infected, ho Catch me in my section with the gang, smokin' plenty, dro
Big Blaze with his hefty flow I talk shit, cause I know that I can back it up
You talk shit, cause you on the gram and actin' tough
Smoke you like a spliff, that's just tobacco, bud
Smoke you up like a blunt, turn you into ashes, blood
You can't fuck with this nigga out the zone 602, I'm really Phoenix to the bone
Lyrical G, Big Blaze from the O Official money gang, free my brother ZO
I'm a cactus boy, shout out to the CBE I've been thuggin' since a youngin, Ma had EBT
Survival of the fittest, she made Lyrical-G And ever since then, I've been a fuckin' beast
Breakin' out the cage, everybody talkin' shit, but never in my face
Pull up where he at, put that nigga in his place
That go for anybody that got somethin' to say
Ayy, one more time, if you didn't hear me clearly
I ain't got the time, so you niggas better hear me
If you sneak dissin, better say my name
I'm with all the smoke, that's why they call me Blaze
With all these beats, I'm searing