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[Verse 1]

Street elegance flow wit more soul than 3 reverends
Raisin the bar makin it hard to keep relevance
Like broads wit brains who love sharing intelligence
Fam full of felons fuck ya fairy tales bout peddling
Done meddled in it all but my passion is severing
Beats killing rappers and lyrically beheading em it's bout that Time the real shit is settin it the plots thicken and the ghetto tales never end
Henny still splashing blue and whites harassing
Bougie chicks be gassed the rights niggas get action
Money flowin get more than just a fraction
What I'm after you couldn't even imagine
Ownership and traveling wealth health and blessings
Draped cribs from the east to west wing
Big bowl of trees flat screens AR 15s turn ox if u wan romp wit me
Fly gone need my own tailor soon
Guarantee the pieces that I'm sportin ain't available
Guarantee the bitches that I fuck won't even dance wit u
Puffin cheap cheese don't expect me to inhale wit u
Can't stand salty ass niggas mad cuz I'm fresh bustin stupid dope moves but I ain't workin for no nigga
See chucky died cuz he was a thirsty ass nigga
It's chess not checkers all u pawns learn the lesson no stressing Just perseverance and discipline songs stronger than that belt ya parents would hit u wit
There's a big difference between hearing and listening
These real life jewels ull have ya ears phone glistening