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This feel like some 90s shit

Let me set the vibes and shit

Three Dollars and Six Dimes
I arrive in alignment
Real hope dealer
Not confined to consignment
No heeheehee haw heeheehaw
When I’m rhyming
Nigguhs tapped in
They won’t even disguise it

Nigguhs tapped in
They won’t even disguise it
Surprising they put they faith in me
And I’m rising
It wasn’t hard I just cut off the haters
You should try it
And if it’s not that real
Don’t expect a soul to buy it
But numbers can lie
When your truths come from liars
They bias
Studies supporting they thеories arises
And if the hеadline good enough
You’ll never need a cover up
Pucker up
Cuz you can kiss my ass
With that sucker stuff
I ain’t fooled
I’m subdued by the grooves
Spend my days coolin
Making jams for you to move
Rollin grams enhance the mood
And she don’t smoke
I think that cooly
I don’t want the smoke
But Im gone protect my Queen
I got the tooly
And I would box it out
But imma rapper not a fooly
Could list 100 million things
That make a nigguh wanna shoot me
When I ain’t did shit
But ask my baby she say
I’m ridiculous
Maybe so I just hold it down
With a big stick
I got faith in my creator
I think I’m something like a mystic
Can’t let you bring me back to my days as a misfit
Burning Keisha kickin shii
With my finger on an issue
More a metaphor for stumbling
When I say that we was trippin

Three Dollars and Six Dimes
I arrive in alignment
Real hope dealer
Not confined to consignment
No heeheehee haw heeheehaw
When I’m rhyming
Nigguhs tapped in
They won’t even disguise it