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Life, and I ain’t never missed a beat I thought I been on for been a beast on these beats But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep And to the ones deceased, rest in peace Got you, cold heart but spit fire Apply pressure nigga with no pliers Block burner, rider you top shotta I got the heart of a tiger, no lion Quiet, you know gangster move in silence I stay d boy fresh with no stylist They hate to see you make it from the bottom I try to make it honest Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping This movie cost rivero Just hustle till we off And I reside in a spot called nigga ... louisiana Y’all might never heard of that ah Cut from a different cloth, I’m a rare breed Real nigga and a vilain check my rap sheet From the booth to the streets, I keep it g I only speak on what I know, when the shit I seen Move quiet, avoid fake niggas by all means No stress, I stay chillin I be on ease Loud green and the paper’s got me on lean Me against the world when I’m on the scene That’s my atitude when niggas act like they mad at you For doing you, they don’t have a clue Or maybe they expect the less of me, like I ain’t got the recipe The destiny just let it be, I’m coming for the top nigga I deserve a spot nigga, can’t tell me I ain’t hot nigga But don’t get it twisted maine Look I ain’t bitching maine, take the good with the bad nigga Continue living, no fucks given Look I’m still winning despite that And I’ma keep moving just like ... The empire strikes back.
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