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skillz - six figures lyrics

[intro]
(sk!llz)
(r-ssy k-ssy)
ain’t no way out the streets but up and down, look around
either six figures or six feet under the ground
ain’t no way out the streets but up and down, look around
either six figures…yeeah
(yeeah)

[verse 1: ras k-ss]
my new motto is mash with a p-ssion
stash cash and rock fashion
try everything once, except incest and folk dancing
[?] to a has-been
so cry now, laughing at the -ssent
revenge is a struggling n-gg-s best friend, believe that
make the bubble even sweeter
puffin’ the cuban go even with a diva meet her
g’s up, hoes down, lewinsky style, swallow the leader
b-tch n-gg-, swallow the heater
eat a hallow millimeter, you can’t follow a cheetah
beat a genie emcee? you better bottle your beat up
’cause i’ll murk your whole single with exclusive freestyles
so we locking peniles with the lox like free styles
death by spit ’til i’m deaf or senile
what happened to me? like d.o.c
branch through my esophagus hanging from a tree, n-gg-
and while the l.a. respect the flow
the realest, the next makaveli, unbelievable

[verse 2: sk!llz]
a lot of y’all try to match my wits
end up collapsing like elvis by the toilet trying to match my sh-t
the way i stack my chips, it’s a shame
you a dealer? deal with the fact that i won’t get out of the game
so get out the lane and do the sh-t fast
’cause your little neutral -ss ain’t got enough power to give gas, get it?
look at the look on your face
i should’ve known from your short little tourbus you wouldn’t get it in the first place
six figures or six feet
i spit and hit sixty rappers over a sixth of a beat
in zero to sixty sk!llz bring the heat
and once you try the same thing you’ll lose sixteen of your teeth
hit up jake? they can’t do sh-t to me
and if they catch r-ss, we making history
come on fam, you running with kings
it will be the first time an east n-gg- break a west n-gg- outta the bing

[chorus: ras k-ss]
ain’t no way out the streets but up and down, look around
either six figures or six feet under the ground
ain’t no way out the hood but up and down, look around
either six figures or six feet under the ground
ain’t no way out the hood but up and down, look around
either six figures or six feet under the ground
yeeah

[verse 3: sk!llz]
listen up, i’ma tell y’all cats how it goes
how that little dude from va spit his flows
how he always in the club with a m-ss amount of hoes
but you already know that so…
listen, check it, this rap game is getting a little r-t-rded
i’m ahead of my time like a day after tomorrow
but i’m still c-cky still talking greasy
still walking p-ss your whip chilling with your breezy
now, i know what you’re saying, “he’s just like us”
but you wrong homie, you could never be like us
i hit the town, pull a dime piece, hittin’ the clown
i tell a chick to pack it up or put it down, thinking now, yeah
so respect i’ma have to slap you
plus i’m the best i don’t really f-ck with rappers
’cause, a lot of ’em got too much gall
y’all speak, i speak, but i don’t f-ck with y’all

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