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Lexio Nuñez
Lexio Nuñez
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So many frenemies wanna see the end of me, they got no reason I don't even rap when I'm on these tracks, really my soul bleedin' I don't see you in the field, that ain't really how you built, you ain't got no heater Turned myself to a beast tryna put on for the team, you was on those bleachers Talkin' down on me? You tweakin' Fuck what you say, this my season, aye Cut 'em off, ain't no speakin', but we gon see them when we see them, aye Ima give you crack, ima give you that hard, ima give you that ether Ima give you that fire, ima give you that raw, ima give you that ether This shit different, I don't think you get it, I ain't cut like dudes Built up pain so it ain't no telling what I just might do I was in a slump, then I told myself to go get it, and it stuck like glue Why you hatin' on me? I'm a young nigga Straight from the bottom, nigga, just like you But now I'm going for the kill, shit finna be a breeze 'cause they always sit still I be on the way up, they just on the way to plummet so it's fuck how they feel I ain't grippin' no steel, I ain't taking no seal, I ain't poppin' no pill But you niggas been fraud, now I really can't deal, ima show you what's real Boy, I do this shit for the fam, tryna buy the whole land We don't gotta live in hell no more Gotta tell momma don't stress 'cause the baby boy blessed You don't gotta be scared no more Boy, I do this shit for big bro, throw his ass a few mil Tell him he don't gotta sell no more You don't gotta weigh it on the scale no more Nigga, let's go So many frenemies wanna see the end of me, they got no reason I don't even rap when I'm on these tracks, really my soul bleedin' I don't see you in the field, that ain't really how you built, you ain't got no heater Turned myself to a beast tryna put on for the team, you was on those bleachers Talkin' down on me? You tweakin' Fuck what you say, this my season, aye Cut 'em off, ain't no speakin', but we gon see them when we see them, aye Ima give you crack, ima give you that hard, ima give you that ether Ima give you that fire, ima give you that raw, ima give you that ether This shit got these souls burnin' slow Came with a vengeance, I've been itchin' just to go for their throats And I ain't doing this shit for show just so you know Couple of friends turn to foes, how it go Still by my lonely I got my wodies around, but I don't keep a vast army 'Cause fuck all the faking, the envy and hating And all of the bitches that passed on me Y'all just be all for the flexing Claiming you next, but it ain't gonna last homie Body the beat, I'm back on it Man, I need bags only Ain't tryna be bummy, I'll keep it a buck, man it's all on my conscience My bloody the plug, got that shit in abundance, he flip for the profit I'm not really your buddy, these niggas move funny, they be on some opp shit Boy, I'm straight out the muddy, I came here to run it, I ain't got no option So many frenemies wanna see the end of me, they got no reason I don't even rap when I'm on these tracks, really my soul bleedin' I don't see you in the field, that ain't really how you built, you ain't got no heater Turned myself to a beast tryna put on for the team, you was on those bleachers Talkin' down on me? You tweakin' Fuck what you say, this my season, aye Cut 'em off, ain't no speakin', but we gon see them when we see them, aye Ima give you crack, ima give you that hard, ima give you that ether Ima give you that fire, ima give you that raw, ima give you that ether
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