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stro - apollonia lyrics

i never leave a crowd out
address the room with my presence boom
true definition of gifted
live life like i’m lifted
the projects my projects an accurate depiction
blood, sweat, and tears but my method could be cripplin
my biopic need to be written by dan millman
stro the peaceful warrior
we writing a story
a young modern day rappin’
new york done stagnate
we tryna find a balance tween spittin’ and swaggin’
f-ck trappin’
homie i’m mackin’
they can’t stop a don dada unapologetic timberland rocker
if i don’t keep it real who will
nerds and n-ggas that pack two rails say i’m too real
unity
f-ck tryna be the boss in the ghetto community
play a g they’ll say you a g in your eulogy
told my higher self i’m tapped in
and real with the people i’m immortalized through my interactions
whether its with your ear or right here
i’m the sh-t if i die now i die real
only one
don’t ever act like i owe you cause you don’t know me son
fake broads i ain’t f-ckin’ wit em cause they only come
when you got juice like gq
went from ugly to he cute
[?] i see through
reminisce on the days when i never use to leave stu
now i’m packin’ toiletries to go over seas
i’m that guy now
livin’ that sh-t that i see when i lye down
only give em bars when they pay for my rounds
i’m official spittin’ like a pistol hit a bristol
heard they missed ill
watch me hit the planet like a missile
my sh-t jammin’ blow like a cannon even nick will tell ya
since five i’ve been top five
i got some old sh-t some new sh-t some hits catch a [?] sh-t
[?] like i’m playin’ frank lucas
you stupid f-ckin’ with me i’m ruthless
and if i had one shot id aim it at [?]
[?] its back to truth tellin’
drugs sellin’ grimy its like the new 90s
i be the one with the most original sound
and enough finesse sk!lls to clown jackie brown
and she the one who taught me how to flow on
a hater got a problem you leave em in the truck like beaumont
i’m just playin’ i ain’t violent ill be wild’n
i’ma dirt covered diamond
rap goblin perfect timin’ left but i’m back in zone
here to get you n-ggas high like [?]
someone tell these n-ggas leave rap alone
why y’all be livin’ through y’all phones yo leave that app alone
prince of the game with some bittes that look like apollonia 6
b-tch

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