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Taken high stakes when playin who know's who in these games is all I'm saying these days when greed pays then sun rays that way follow or swallow your pride learn to hide shut your beak and go seek  found then go treat to dinner the spa blah blah blah hee haw me draw you stall hit the wall then fall hey ya'll hear me out New Mexico has the baddest rappers without a doubt especially at my house tons of clout clean the stains with shout they'll come right out as I sit at the house I contemplate whether I should call my kid or not I don't think so what he did hurt a lot maybe one day we'll talk but for right now some how I'll survive without  I wanna put music out my mind up in the clouds I wanna pack up now and head south find a new house and chill out  and shut myt mouth zip it lips sealed something they can't steal do they know how that feels not good like the thought of cracling wood in the hood when your shits on fire and your tired don't wanna put it out so you shut your mouth  fuck that house time for something new very few can do what I do they try to since high school why fool  be you do you see through I see you Peek a boo chew the Ice to feel right oral fixation tasting lemonade while I get a fade I have it made but have been played in ways you don't wanna know but that's how it goes it just flows until the toe to toe and elbows you throws brake  your nose so you get some new clothe new hoes that do pose smile for the camera you you you and ya throwing tempur tantrums like there anthems 3 points and one so handsome but random question but "do you have any grey poop on" OOO you wrong and take too long to write a new song before you know it I'm gone later gator you a playa hater wait here stay there play fair take care high stakes there they stare and dare not to go in there big scare raised hair goosebumps weird thumps head bumps then lumps taking the nike pumps strait to the dump jump the gun and run for fun under the moon or sun will you come  with me if not shitty you with me make history ditching greed teach our seeds or they'll bleed we need to feed the needy believe me a treaty braker past the Ice wall it's your call but why can't we pass it the masses of land unexplored before were bored and wanna see more for sure open new doors of course find the source  cuz the middle man shit isn't it been there bitch that's not how you get rich pitch your Idea to the sharks they've got to be ideas like noah's ark one of a kind the blind wish they could rewind time and find the reason their blind but at least their not def and can hear the best of the best in the west Paparazzi the one that manifest's so blessed for now get some rest  dream big fuck with her I'll peel your wig I will looking like a red oil spill o boy I'll fill the cup up cuz it's always full so shut up it's fucked up you'd think it was ever half full when I just pull your chain in the rain no pain that's insane quit lying put your but on a frying pan my man you'll feel it when your skin becomes a skillet it will kid 
hot sizzle and bib as I add an addative and live and ask a bitch why you like that so wack and off track skills you lack while I make stacks  and rap about being a paap in a trap house locked out

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505 music Taken high stakes when playin who know's who in these games is all I'm saying these days when greed pays then sun rays that way follow or swallow your pride learn to hide shut your beak and go seek found then go treat to dinner the spa blah blah blah hee haw me draw you stall hit the wall then fall hey ya'll hear me out New Mexico has the baddest rappers without a doubt especially at my house tons of clout clean the stains with shout they'll come right out as I sit at the house I contemplate whether I should call my kid or not I don't think so what he did hurt a lot maybe one day we'll talk but for right now some how I'll survive without I wanna put music out my mind up in the clouds I wanna pack up now and head south find a new house and chill out and shut myt mouth zip it lips sealed something they can't steal do they know how that feels not good like the thought of cracling wood in the hood when your shits on fire and your tired don't wanna put it out so you shut your mouth fuck that house time for something new very few can do what I do they try to since high school why fool be you do you see through I see you Peek a boo chew the Ice to feel right oral fixation tasting lemonade while I get a fade I have it made but have been played in ways you don't wanna know but that's how it goes it just flows until the toe to toe and elbows you throws brake your nose so you get some new clothe new hoes that do pose smile for the camera you you you and ya throwing tempur tantrums like there anthems 3 points and one so handsome but random question but "do you have any grey poop on" OOO you wrong and take too long to write a new song before you know it I'm gone later gator you a playa hater wait here stay there play fair take care high stakes there they stare and dare not to go in there big scare raised hair goosebumps weird thumps head bumps then lumps taking the nike pumps strait to the dump jump the gun and run for fun under the moon or sun will you come with me if not shitty you with me make history ditching greed teach our seeds or they'll bleed we need to feed the needy believe me a treaty braker past the Ice wall it's your call but why can't we pass it the masses of land unexplored before were bored and wanna see more for sure open new doors of course find the source cuz the middle man shit isn't it been there bitch that's not how you get rich pitch your Idea to the sharks they've got to be ideas like noah's ark one of a kind the blind wish they could rewind time and find the reason their blind but at least their not def and can hear the best of the best in the west Paparazzi the one that manifest's so blessed for now get some rest dream big fuck with her I'll peel your wig I will looking like a red oil spill o boy I'll fill the cup up cuz it's always full so shut up it's fucked up you'd think it was ever half full when I just pull your chain in the rain no pain that's insane quit lying put your but on a frying pan my man you'll feel it when your skin becomes a skillet it will kid hot sizzle and bib as I add an addative and live and ask a bitch why you like that so wack and off track skills you lack while I make stacks and rap about being a paap in a trap house locked out

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