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q presents: - genesis lyrics

i been too good for this sh+t
i could just sleep on the beat
and it would be a hit
told my momma i would be a hit
since a lil jit
i been had my mind in my spit
got 30 round stock in my clip
got my side on my hip
my mind on my flip
got zaza all in my zip
rolled up afghan in my blunt
coated og i drip, woah
these n+ggas ain’t gettin they check full
they really be gettin’ they leg pulled
listen, if i didn’t know know better i’d say they was tryna be disrespectful
my mind is my golden temple
these lines, they come straight from my temple
it’s all vivid, that they so livid
we ain’t goin’ into it gentle, woah
my n+gga
what’s happenin’
said he want war
but i knew he wasn’t bout that action
nah, he won’t front on my faction
boy, when i looked in his eyes
swear i knew he was cappin’
n+gga, i’m done with the rappin’
if you ever catching me slippin, you ain’t catchin’ me lacking
just put her feline in fashion
nah, they can’t copycat, i done declawed they passion

9 glocks at the function
full clip automatic, mass destruction
know i don’t sell dope but he crunchin’
so, i be the middleman like conjunctions
i built a bigger man like construction
i got a bigger plan, no instructions
said my n+ggas to fly t+too die
so we finna blow up like combustion
all my n+ggas finna be up
no discussion
see, that p+ssy gettin’ beat up
no concussion
hit it like a drive by
i die sly
fly high, runnin’ fades
wit’ yo’ youngins
said he finna get him a brand new russian
said he finna fetch him and his cousin
big brodie tracked rock, he got back stocked
now he cracks rocks in the dungeon
i said, look lil’ n+gga
i am the professional, maybe more like your sentinel
more like your general
not even of rapping just of life in general
y’all wastes of a seminal
shots of adrenaline
straight at yo’ ventricle
most highly commendable
should only be sensible
my kingdom not enterable
you need to take one good look at yo b+tch
i bet she think that i’m packin’ a bit
i bet that i get down to mackin’ right quick
i bet that she shaking her ass to this sh+t
good lord, i’m a hood lord
i bet i get yo’ dogs attacked jus like vic
i bet that i get yo’ ass clacked in a l!ck
i bet they don’t get one good pass on the kid
people repeatedly
weasel between their knees
creedal of evil thieves
heatedly beam a three
evenly equally
deceitfully decently
secretly fiendishly
seem like a deity
full of obscenities
speakin’ it ceaselessly
speak it with chieftaincy
dreamily easily
free of the regency
free of their greed
i see spectrums of colors, free of indecency
he said he was bout the smoke
didn’t you hear when he said that he wanted it
yup
he summoned it
yup
pull up with a ruger, put two in his +
yup
ain’t frontin’ it
yup
if you really want it you best come correct
don’t make me collect
i’m been bout my bread
n+gga gimmie the check
look
i ain’t yo n+gga, mane
let’s cut the bullsh+t
i’m off of the liquor, mane
i’m k!llin my liver, mane
f+f+fi fye fo fum, imma need me nine figures mane
get cropped out of the picture, mane
if we being honest, don’t find you that interesting
my b+tch is a digger, mane
don’t feed her no bullsh+t, she watchin’ her figure, mane
bout’ call up my trigger man
a roulette of shooters, they come like the ripper came
don’t got time to bicker, pain
let’s cut that sh+t short, put you into a zipper, mane
my patience is witherin’
the light been on e, we runnin on empty tanks
my advice, it don’t empty blanks
take it or leave it, don’t care who you n+ggas thank

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