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Tone Eyeful
Up like the first and the third
Hit the booth thats a lick move 36 fish with my verbs
Thats a brick fulla words, graduated but I still love the trap
Niggas in my hood looking funny you don’t want me reaching for that (woo)
Tell a hater back back
Pops told me get a job
But I told him if I ever settle I know I would feel dead alive
I been reaching for my dreams, seen a lot fake only know the real
Couple niggas that I fed reaching for my meal, fuck up out my grill,
nigga how you feel
Thinking I’d fail you was hoping
I put the plan into motion
One thing that my city taught me
Is you better watch who your provoking
Open season on these clown niggas man I swear I ain’t with the joking
You could miss me with the joking
Mixin diesel with the potion
I-95 whipping work I don’t go to church but I pray to God
Kill my people everyday, see them flashing lights, Im just tryna stay alive
I could never feel the hate shine off the love
Got it on my plate, mind off the drugs
I could never lose, I could never lose
Cleaning off my shoes, got it out the mud
I been at your neck see that check, bish I need that
If you banging sets throw it up where my gz at
I ain’t fucking with the club clocking out the trap
Put them racks up on myself so I never double back
I ain’t gooing back, told my mama that, no way
I been all about the benjamins call me O’shea
Counting 20s on the floor
Hunnits on the bed
Kush for my head I cop the infrared in case a nigga front on me
Rap the corner an I swerve
Pills got me feeling like I’m floating
And I got my girl on my nerves
Told I would chill, but I gotta kill everything in my way
Cuz when I was down heard em laugh they ain’t wanna come my way,
and now its done my way
Thinking I’d fail you was hoping
I put the plan into motion
One thing that my city taught me
Is you better watch who your provoking
Open season on these clown niggas man I swear I ain’t with the joking
You could miss me with the joking
Mixin diesel with the potion
I-95 whipping work I don’t go to church but I pray to God
Kill my people everyday, see them flashing lights, Im just tryna stay alive
I could never feel the hate shine off the love
Got it on my plate, mind off the drugs
I could never lose, I could never lose
Cleaning off my shoes, got it out the mud
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