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tryna take a demon out my past, hope my momma never get the chance to see my gat
n-gg-s that i knew would always wanna turn their back, now they always message me to compliment my stats
even stretched my pinky out, i swear that sh-t compacted. but n-gg-s broke the pact and left the com that’s why i laugh. remember how i started second last, until i got the pen, transformation then became the ultimate lad
still i ain’t trip, even though i knew the uber driver
still i ain’t trip, even though i had a hundred lighters
on the beat i’m michail mayers, daddy said i needed guidance
but still i be undecided. would you get a pullman or an aston martin
but my heart the only thing that’s chauffeur driven, and my death the only thing that’s ever been a given
don’t believe in gimmicks, if i died tonight do you reckon that you’ll be forgiven
for the sins that you committed, only thing is still repentance
hope i don’t replenish, only getting started but already i can see the finish
if i die tonight, i hope i had these tunes finished. i hope trayn produce it and tell em that i always had it
in me, it’s hard to get it out of me
told my momma that i made another enemy
cause having enemies, means there’s people envying, the fact there’s people loving you, it’s greater than you’d ever think
fast life i could never blink
and even though i’m drunk hand me another drink
they say the chain cannot be stronger than it’s weakest link
so i’m crossing n-gg-s out like a crucifix
it’s hard to find a n-gg- spitting harder sh-t
cause my bars is even rarer than the moon eclipse
i’ll probably do this sh-t, until i get to 36, but let me get to 23, then imma go lebron with this
gas me up, i’ll probably burn the filling station
all i need is pen and paper and some motivation
make the crowd rock, give it extra elevation
it took like half a year to be an overnight sensation
don’t mistake this for the intro, call me incognito, when in public give no info
would you get the mo-rs- code, if i gave you all the signals
or should i make it simple? spell it out? bingo
nothing out the usual, wise man made it sound so simple
if they don’t get to use you, then they won’t know how to use you
put away the money, if you have it, that’s an issue
they’ll be on your case like lawyers fighting mogadishu
i’m just tryna blow it all and make it back ten fold
really have to choose?
the longest distance runners probably struggle in my shoes
i guess i need a license just to shoot the grey goose
is there a better intro than a pj on the roof
oh lord, i make music to impress me
from rapping about a dream i had when i was in guissepe
now i’m sleeping in guisseppe
at the top right in the guest suite
and all the eyes on me, think i’m touring mississippi
oh lord, i guess it’s true
an artist’s deepest secrets are revealed inside the booth
we treat the beats like therapists obliged to tell the truth
enchanted by pianos, and we cursed by f-cking flutes
but in secret, i’d rather be alone inside a coupe
with hundred dollar bills listening when i’m talking too
money talks but never sells my secrets for loot
mixtape in september, but the ep coming soon

- badnewspanshe

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