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hunt it down
watch for tracks
disbelief
they dont know
where i’m at
ride the beat
play for keeps
this the dream
ain’t no way i’m going back
like the dollar knows
this sh-t in the bag
b-tches be comatose
comparing leaves to mags
labels be cookin with all that smoke up they -ss
yeah they laugh
they gon’ split
call ’em -sscracks
come what may
gotta lotta weight
drop my gloves
they dont wanna play
peep my eyes
do i look afraid
they dont wanna play
naaa
they dont wanna play

shoutouts to my doubters
y’all just help inspire
hit me up with pov’s and “i’ve seen better”
locked and loaded
feet up like a john wick chapter
oh he got another label where he thinks i’ll do better
pra-
da
devils that got
na-
da
full of it till
pop
pop
behemoth
at its zenith
dont you dig your self an early grave
oh what a shame
matter of fact i should be gracious
my propane
get away like oj
when the cops came
got a boss babe
and the illest to witness recovery of self made
haha
they ask me how i do?
i feel alive
showing signs of a living god of rhymes
get ’em

hunt it down
watch for tracks
disbelief
they dont know
where i’m at
ride the beat
play for keeps
this the dream
ain’t no way i’m going back
like the dollar knows
this sh-t in the bag
b-tches be comatose
comparing leaves to mags
labels be cookin with all that smoke up they -ss
yeah they laugh
they gon’ split
call em -sscracks
come what may
gotta lotta weight
drop my gloves
they dont wanna play
peep my eyes
do i look afraid
they dont wanna play
naaa
they dont wanna play

tip toe
round your own fate
you’ve been rick rolled
cruel place
to have ever been on a path of least pain
no gain
the whole
shebang
i win
or lose
i’ll take
the blame
yeah
walk into this b-tch
where the boss at?
and i ain’t down to hang
like a b-llsack
flip it anyhow
and i’ll go through
i dont need a village to fight my battles to say i did them too
a bigger truth
a bigot, you
speeding in my lane
can’t tell me what to do
straight facts
back pack finna travel whole me
matter of fact
tap tap dance to my own beat

hunt it down
watch for tracks
disbelief
they dont know
where i’m at
ride the beat
play for keeps
this the dream
ain’t no way i’m going back
like the dollar knows
this sh-t in the bag
b-tches be comatose
comparing leaves to mags
labels be cookin with all that smoke up they -ss
yeah they laugh
they gon’ split
call ’em -sscracks
come what may
gotta lotta weight
drop my gloves
they dont wanna play
peep my eyes
do i look afraid
they dont wanna play
naaa
they dont wanna play



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