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Like yeah…

We pace upon these streets

Until the sun meets east catching contact sleep

Can't be a sheep to the wolves I'm a complex beast

And bring the beef with no context B

Don't try to contact me

Without a game plan

Dapping up Que like "that's my main man"

Laughing at you you caught a lame hand

A preying man I say 'tis is the season

Put it all together head chopping is the reason

I mean I got one driver and they wheel game is seasoned

One gunner out the roof you stop breathing

One runner on the road chasing toads on the low

Trying to catch a lick psychedelic flows

I'm on the toes of these hoes you not deep

My team will pop heat

You not G cannot stop me

Mamis hugging on the drop like you hot Papi

A weed man so they hotbox me you can't outfox me

Yeah

I'm in the basement with the beat

You'll be pacing in your sleep

While I'm Jason on his feet

And your running while I'm humming

Maybe breaking up some weed

And maybe gunning by the ton and

Why they want to RIP

Why they want to bring that shame to the game

Funny acting look what happen on the quest for a name

Get to clapping if they get to yapping quick as it came

Quick as it go and it show bro it's all in the game

I'm not the same man that you knew before

Back then I was a sane man

Now a cave man smoking O's until I see a little grey man

In a UFO floating I'm a brave man

When I play hands hold 'em up I fold them up

I blow them up like smart phones

In a smart home with alarms on

And the bars on point like sharp tones

Leave your heart bone broken

With a mic like harpoons

Stabbing in the chest you a clown like a cartoon