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cassius young - p110 #1take lyrics

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verse:
dreamwalker yeah i’m bout to start a marathon
man are out here hungry like its ramadan
and every line hits like barry bonds
gotta pull your own weight you can’t just f-cking tag along
you gotta watch once’s that keeping close
your best friend could turn enemy before you know
seen n-ggas clique up with those the hate the most
to try you like your the reason they foes
i was always the one with the major plans
they tried sacrifice the kid like abraham
look, the point that i’m making fam
is you can get smoked in broad day like amsterdam
now please tell me is this usual
i got fam i don’t see unless its funerals
put in work like i sit behind a cubicle
you hate me, well the feeling is f-cking mutual
get money and spend it with my day 1s
thats my (gold hair/goal here) like a super saiyan
whack n-ggas don’t approach me
a god causing mischief, i’m trying to stay (loki/low-key)
remember cold nights with no electric
no gas, no food man was desperate
now man are back with a vengeance
stone cold, i’m a stunner from the entrance
n-ggas ratting, man i know they f-cking writing statements
they say, they go ham, well thats all pig -n-s
man try violate and start
just (noah/know i) got animals that carry the (ark/hawk)
shout out to the friends that have came and gone
they went to the other side, its like they p-ss on
she want the n-gga with money, but he disloyal
not the dreamer, that will he get it, and have her spoiled
convos in my head with max b, steve jobs
yeezus, big, pac, told me go hard
jesus, malcom, martin said like your style
bob marly, and m j pop up once in awhile
sometimes to sort a problem that needs fixing
is to just switch off and reboot the system
might get booked for treason for what i said
but call me henry the 8th cah i’m taking queen heads
its round table manners, if i let you in my house
and how you chatting people that put food in your mouth
comments can be insulting but ain’t it great
i made you feel something even if its f-cking hate
crab n-ggas always come at n-gga sideways
i’m always roundabout birmingham like fiveways
or sixways, you nuh get di sumthing
i’m saying i’m all over brum like spaghetti junction
my n-ggas break work down like fractions
and what good are ideas without no f-cking action
you lack p-ssion, as c-ss is one of one
i ain’t catholic but i’m second to (nun/none)
and i ain’t even sure what these man are on
can’t afford two then you don’t need one
spent all the re-up money on kicks and clothes
to impress the hoes, and wonder why you f-cking broke
f-cking jokes, don’t even put me in your f-cking mentions
i’ll have n-ggas in your house than a intervention
go against c-ss, you know its ending tragic
home alone, we in the trap like the wet bandits



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