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Picture me rolling through west while I'm toting
Surrounded by junkies I got a feed em they
Hungry I'm tryna get my sister this money
Before she go meet her bunky
My pockets is empty so yours looking temping
My clothes getting dingy
While you flexing in fendi my trigger finger is inching
So you bet not offend me cuz rn I'm in my feelings
Got me feeling like killing
I'm stuck in a loop
I'm still working for chicken
I moved back wit my dukes
Time to regroup and replenish
It's time to meet the connect
I been standing on business
This the truth ain't no gimmick
This ain't no fluke I'm a menace

I wanna hurt em
I wanna drill em
I wanna burn em
I wanna end em

He can't say it wit his chest
Cuz in the sternum is where I hit em
I been getting it all on my own that's just making me strong
I done lost everything I own except my heart and soul
For the the riches I won't fold I got a heart a gold
An enlightened spirit is all I really want
Raised off pork and beans
Jiffy corn bread and collard greens
They know I'm genius know it's in my genes
Karen hate when the music blaring but deep throat the penis she know we king
Talk nicely to me man cuz I can bless you with peace
Walk lightly on my land lil bitch you know I'm chief
I rock with the heathens a group you cannot be seen wit
Take a different route my city ain't scenic
You better carry a tooly
Or end up in the cement
Like where his roof go bitch it's Papi Chulo
Beating down dunnies I been slaying them demons
Ultra instinct no thinking
They deceiving when preaching like what the fuck is y'all teaching
I need a package a chicken pita and wrap it wit extra guala
I grew up wit no father so it's big ups to my mama
Won't do the same to my sons or daughters I gotta work harder



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Writer(s): Kyle Devon
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