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They probably pondered the purple boy

Burnt bridges purposely perjury

Write my wrongs in cursive did it perfectly

James Worthy how I'm snatching buckets dripping certainly

SoVersetile almost retired

I know she heard of me

Infamous in deeds

Really popping like I'm Cole

Bacon fat bitches popping like grease left up on the stove

Bitch I'm hotter than the oven

Keep that toaster in a holster

Silly sassy looking nigga

Built like the winter soldier

Bitch I told you

Don't poke the bear

Everybody must want smoke

Can't remember a name I put in this notebook

That's a death note

Forex bitches jumped the boat and ran to crypto

I'm a apex predator a revenant stuck in limbo

Look here though from the get go

Been shitting on niggas

Don't stress me how I do

Bench pressing these niggas

You a substitute teacher

You step in

Get mad they don't listen

I'm the principal

I get involved

Niggas go missing

It's no brainer

You're finished nigga don't study

Step down get a five figure gig

Blue collar buddy

You not doing well

Well have you tried to weld

Whether or you not win

Was predetermined as well

I awoke from my slumber

Like y'all gathered Exodia

Exoisia knights can't even

Keep they composure, look

They hoping for heaven but they shaking from me

I can't say you won't make it but read Ecclesiastes my nigga

You know I got to plug God

Bitch I'm back like twenty three in your vertebrae

You gone fuck around and catch

Thirteen in your vertebrae

For real with two Forty threes

Every disc get a squeeze

And even one get a double date

Patty cake how they left him in a nursery

That nigga music ass he need lyric bypass surgery

I can leak into the next line cause I got it from Doom

I take Jay lines too, I steal from Drake at the studio

Only thing I don't do

Is use a bitch as a muse

Her Loss

Salad get tossed

I'd probably scare Kevin Gates

Y'all think he freaky

I give heebie jeebiez to Lindsey and J

It's been fuck what you say

I'm the goat like James

Make a milli with my arm in the rim like Dwayne

Oops I mean Vince

Pull bitches like Prince

Hard of hearing in the bedroom

I said come again

I thought my story was done at twenty seven

I changed my mind though

They gone try to hate

But I know this shit bump like blind folk

That's not bitch it's just your turn

Usher Raymond let it burn

The only Kiss a bitch get is The Firm

Nigga stop playing with me

Ain't nothing new under the son

This shit still different though

Fuck with me