$trike a Po$e

Yall be stealin swag, but cha boy dont ever pose
They be Robin styles, like they OG. But they just sorry ass clones
Yeah, Mine I made on my own
All on my Own
I puff on the blunt then I'm gone, gone
Ballin all off of these student loans, loans
Designing the bridge, like wheatstone
I be shittin on all of you clone
I should probably get tested for chrones, get tested for chrones

Holes in my lobes, cyphering codes
You already know, that's how it goes
Check out these skills that I own, own
Credentials, essential, the essence arose
Grinding and grinding, yeah, doing the most
Puttin in work, cause that's all that I know
Clones stay deteriorating, just like the ozone
While we observe the dark depths that linger below

On top of the chain, that's the apex squad
Yeah, we rot in this cage, so I have to use what I got
And I can never stay in place, so I go on and on
With these words that are bond
Apex in the heavens, like we are actual gods

Fuck everyone that ever left you wronged
I keep Real ones on my side, and at my mouth I keep that ganj

Hella heads deep, now them games have finally stopped
Cause It's the dawn of the empire, apex, supreme beings, is all our squads got



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Writer(s): Vaughn Peters
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