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Yanahmean?
Don't you look at me halfway
Nothing but a crook
You cooking cops on a mad day
Whipping infini-thesis
And stones when breaking bones to caché
Running out your luck? Now that's a bad j
Rolling up the I dont give a fuck
And you can't tell me what
I'll never duck
Even when that gun bust
And my words combust
The fire require the fuel to just be abstract
My gat won't blow up
You know I'm past that
Asking where the mask at
And gas me up to drive
Keeping keys in the backpack
Open your third eye
Seek relief in the rat trap
It's not a drive by, demons fiending for Matt-Matt
Go get the strap
Keep police and never follow policies
Sometimes I play the game
And that's the way it gotta be
Audibly sorry
Who is that calling
Press the red button on my army
Like Stalin, it's common
Keep it going
I'm sorry
So you balling
And they said nigga are you all in
Something something something bout money calling
Oooooh the money's calling
And all I gotta do is believe
And I just really want you to see
All I gotta do is
All I gotta do is
Just believe in me
So easily
They fiending for me