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I don't keep no 40 with the drum attached
Tryna get a chiropractor bitch cause she'll have my back
What the hell you know about the places I done been up at
Was you in the field, or was you the one who's running back
Life it be a race I been running laps
Even though this shit a marathon I be coming back hella cash
Chill in margiela on my sofa and I ain't really that sober
Been flowing like so dope and this shit go up the nostril
Hostile, you can't face the Gods this is Gospel
I'm still likely to seen with a bombshell
On my light skin shit no Maxwell
Make em come around twice I Noel
No L's
Only to the face I want a Nobel

(You don't know yourself, Cause you never can)

I kept it working even when you sit at home
I'm deflowering the game and maintaining the throne
Tryna get pockets on swole
I'm achieving all of my goals
These cold verses can make a plain jane turn to froze
Hard tint keep it incognito
Driving with a rapper mount of that sweet indoor
I work it I need it, and I'm moving round no heater
If the bread ain't present, slice em man I don't toast em
Might just scream Westside cause I'm from the western
Cape on my back keep me fly as a bitch
You stay snitch I stay rich in my wisdom bank
Whip whatever like an army tank
Cause I keep my soldiers with me
Getting my redemption with no shawshank
Moving through the trenches with no bulletproof, or a scratch
Me I got the heat in these verses
Collect call from the nurses
If nobody got me bro I got my back