couldn't leave it alone that shit's jus an addiction//
coulda left at 4 that shit's jus my fiction//
devil's game...against my religion//
but its tuggin at my soul, sometimes blurs my vision//
check my precision, i flow like im on a mission//
but yall cant open ur eyes thats jus aforementioned//
but still got money and henchmen, mama good livin//
resume...then i'll get my ribbons//
couple mil then i'll get my siblings//
couple weeks on vaca-, nigga, then im right back in it//
i be right be right back in it, throw tha white up in it//
old Caddy, so i light up in it, goddamn im so so vivid//
u cats so so timid, can i talk 4 a minute//
speak on my vision, me and rap's collision//
so so def like tha label, i be rap's envision//
wat yall niggaz be missin, to heal all of yall i be rap's prescription//
matta fact i be rap's yung gunna//
to come up BIG TYME i be rap's yung STUNNA//
flow religious, so i come as a disciple//
first nigga holdin tha cross, wit tha shotgun rifle//
everybody talk shit like everybody tha illest//
everybody talk gunz like everybody's a killa//
some front, half stunt, and im writin tha pillars//
of wat u are and wat u aren't im considered tha illest//
lets go back 2 tha day muthafucka its Jae//
not that many posts but that nigga on his way//
but still got more 2 prove, couple rhymes 2 groove//
and still got half ounces that move//
check me now on all my moves, can u love me tha same//
first God, and can u bounty tha game//
too broad, criminal, but aint rappin tha same//
subliminal, but aint rappin tha name, i jus happen 2 drain//
all tha blood from these folks, or either their spirit//
either one, i jus happen 2 hear it//
shots fired, niggaz happen 2 fear it//
dead bodies, mama's happen 2 tear it//
but still got spirit, mama life goes on//
u gonna see him when u get there, mama, i like that song//
so dont worry jus keep it in mind//
this rap shit im a keep it in mine, im SICK most of tha time//
so i THROW IT UP 4 all my peers 2 shine//
put it down when im tired plus retired but i keep it in line//
now i pray 2 the above that i make it thru//
till im one wit tha earth, that i make my due//
Suge Knight tha game, and i shud fight u lames//
instead tell u i love u, though u hate me tha same//
i put some dollars up 2 help u thru pain//
u niggaz puppets, i Jeppeto tha names//
please dont catch feelins off tha shit that i say//
i will birth u niggaz, be in labor 4 a day//
i will hurt u niggaz i got more on tha way//
and still work wit figgaz, wat more can i say//

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