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arms race

V6

arms race [V1, male rap vocal]:straight up best of luck When testin trust It takes some guts hold your breath grip yo nuts Nothing less than A vest a must Frenemies pretend to leed with Love really just envious on the hush keep one in the clutch just in case they rush Things get rough times are tough see Most can't replace me with we and I with us You'll bite the dust For acting tuff don't let your ego Put a peep hole thru the forehead of your people for any big bad wolf trying to huff and puff Got this Premature eagle, she quick to bust one eight hundred dial up We'll Call your bluff Seen the best switch it up For a quick high For a quick nut For a quick buck yeah we all fucked best Keep ya chin tucked risk waking up Safe empty and my dick in yo bitch guts now you heart broke now ya wrist cut stupid Chorus: Never put profit & product inda same place only dead pres'z and prepaids in the briefcase On the low the ones you know competing for your spot like a sweepstakes I wanna make it home not to the pearly gates mothafuckers shake your hand and set you up with the same face This marathon is now in arms race -Chorus: Never put profit & product inda same place only dead prez's and prepaids in the briefcase On the lo the ones you know competing for your spot like a sweepstakes I wanna make it home not to the pearly gates motha fuckas shake your hand and set you up with the same face This marathon is now in arms race [v2 male rap vocals]: Some Say The devil came with a sweet smile and a big butt Keep ur Grip tight never slip up Silly Opp Threw his life aw ay over a quick slut Big brah that Bitch had you smoking dope Had you losing hope played you like a joke skro need to Ease up all that pillow talking got your homie smoked and you beat up got Robbed right after you reed up Just to add some more drama your baby mama sold us where you meet up She Dropped the low told my villains eat up And Don't forget to clean the dishes Now skro dead sleeping with the fishes real and fake these days it's hard to know the difference Where I'm from we got mountains,we got Mansions, we got trenches And quick to put you 72 inches, bitches that's 6 ft to beef chef bring intense heat well done no pink beat em to the white meat Colorado hyphy party -Chorus: Never put profit & product inda same place only dead prez's and prepaids in the briefcase On the lo the ones you know competing for your spot like a sweepstakes I wanna make it home not to the pearly gates motha fuckas shake your hand and set you up with the same face This marathon is now in arms race [V, male rap vocals]: i don't believe in hell or "heaven" still prayin' nobody saw me hide that "weapon" nosey neighbor I promise promise I don't "threaten" Mind your "business" Quick to kill any "witness" New passports I'm off into the "distance" We don't fuck around see for "instance" If they try to run off on the plug ("Gun them down") all that playing like a thug ain't so fun "now" Mile high villains always looking for a "cash cow" YN tapped in trying "crash out" Gotta peep what ppl say and how they "act now" motherfuckers quick to "switch" Quick to flip the "script" Like a scripted "flip" they flipped the "switch" Mf'ers think they "slick," watch who you fuck and who they "fuck wit" Mask and "blick" I'm not trying to kick just make the drop and "dip" Haven't trusted shit since a "Crip" killed "nip" Remember this Denver it's Stonerville for "real" These mf running "drills" and taking "deals" every day there's a "homicide" From the "westside", north to the "East" Gotta Watch the haters watch the homies and the "police" -Chorus: Never put profit & product inda same place only dead prez's and prepaids in the briefcase On the lo the ones you know competing for your spot like a sweepstakes I wanna make it home not to the pearly gates motha fuckas shake your hand and set you up with the same face This marathon is now in arms race -Chorus: Never put profit & product inda same place only dead prez's and prepaids in the briefcase On the lo the ones you know competing for your spot like a sweepstakes I wanna make it home not to the pearly gates motha fuckas shake your hand and set you up with the same face This marathon is now in arms race Party Hustle, villain squad squad squad mile high city