Hi score
Yo yo hi score
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I'm what these niggas Vouch for
Always working on the inside just so I can get out more
(We gonna let it breathe)
Can't relate Niggas hate
Half baked
Feeling like I'm Chappell
Life goals
Real goals
Niggas know that I be fly as hell
Praising the God above that's why niggas
Don't got to get high just to Levitate
You a feather fuck a featherweight
Demonstrate how not to hesitate
Hyperventilate
When I get the vibe
A chef in the kitchen This shit getting fried
Killing this shit Make me feel so alive
Now my family is asking me questions like why
Mama told me don't do it Poppa told me I should do it
Bad bitches love me and they really love my music
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I'm what these niggas Vouch for
Always working on the inside just so I can get out more
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Ye ah
Realest niggaz in the fuckin town
Villains feel me in the fuckin crowd
Spitters had a drought
Weirdos flooded out
My dicks
In ya mother mouth
Mad disrespect
How I do mine
All for the S will the two lines
Dollar sign
If you didn't get it
Certified
We ain't fucken begging
We the winners
That ain't up for question
Game time
You get slumped and left
Tryna fuckin check us
This ain't fucken games
No chess or checkers
But the tech can stretch you
Leave ya body leaking
Like a Veg-I-table
Represent the pain
Of every ghetto
I will never ever settle
Game time high score
I'm what these niggas Vouch for
Always working on the inside just so I can get out more
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Three things that I live by say
Lord money pussy pussy pussy
See my family straight
Even if they gay
You put on I put on
There's a difference difference difference
Yours capping flagrant three
There's a flag on the play ahhhhh
See the picture clear like flipping Ro's name
I aint here for the games
Incoherent to the hate
Normal Nigga
Living by the rules nigga
This is fate
All I do is pray they say
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I'm what these niggas Vouch for
Always working on the inside just so I can get out more
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I can rap on any track that's a fuckin' fact
Treat the beat like a punching bag
Where I stand is a launching pad
I can take off at any moment gotta stand over niggaz so they understand
I was raised in the underworld where to quick to hit you with the underhand
"Andale Andale" I give it you with no no delay
Only pops I ever knew was when they let the soda spray
And momma said Christ was the only way, if I knew then What I knew today
I'd probably move in a different way (Uh)
My name is something that
They scared to say
(Why)
I'm balling and niggaz is
Scared to play
Game time high score
I'm what these niggas Vouch for
Always working on the inside just so I can get out more
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