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termanology - let's go(part 2) lyrics

[verse]
it’s hard being the illest in my city, man
apparently i got enemies that don’t feel the same
i don’t give a f+ck y’all ain’t even up in the game
i did so much for my city man they should feel ashamed
nah buddy, i ain’t really heard the gossip
i was too busy putting out thirty projects
y’all can google the kid and see the process
and see the progress, homie god bless
but listen, i’m a god so i wouldn’t have it any less
i need a million now and not a penny less
i might literally drown with all this henny left
for throwing rocks at the crown, your penalty is death
it’s no sitting me down, i got a hundred left
hundred more albums, hundred more f+cking checks
hundred more bars coming at your f+cking neck
man, they should’ve told you on statik beats, i’m the f+cking best
rikers to middleton
them lifers and middleton, spending life illegitimate
living life in imprisonment
had to see if you listening, recycled some old bars
but them sh+t’s still harder than crow bars
came a long way from selling three+eighties out a mercedes
now i’m famous and ladies wanna dm a brother crazy
there’s a art to ripping a heart out a chest
all you gotta do is dig in with a blade til there’s no cartilage left
i’m probably the best, novelist with promising records
it’s ok to give me a compliment, but copy me less
they obviously honor me, that’s why they copy my fresh
and hide behind fake pages with anonymous threats
it’s more politics, i’m ready to catch a body again
probably off molly, johnnie walker, vodka, tonic and gin
i smack demons and k!ll k!llers
chopping scalps off of enemies and rock em like chinchillas
mother f+ck a celebrity
they ain’t never seen a lyricist this venomous
bending his sentences leave em covered in bandages
anybody can get it give a f+ck who his family is
smoking five gram blunts out a dollar bill
eyes bl++dy like k!llers wanted your mommy k!lled
but i’ll design a ill plan to go back in a time machine and body you while you stuck in your mommy’s body still

[outro]
hold up, that’s how it goes, termanology
50 bodies 6

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