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Mako adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak SKC Records tarafından 18 Haziran 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıMay the Northstar Guide Me
18 Haziran 2024
FirmaSKC Records
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BPM84
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The price of freedom is steep
Stack a band
Do a ten
I got like four, five men
You's an end
I'm breaking pads
I can't keep up with my pen
I got too many thoughts about death and the meaning of life
I'm lost, like Cloud Strife
I got mine mixed up with mine that died
It give me the PPG to get American Pie
I'm fuckin' icy, where my cool pack?
Give me a Kool-Aid and 'bout eight racks
I could body any **** on an eight-track
Rob me, get stabbed, that's payback, lil' bitch
Rob $tone get mismatched, lil' bitch
NGK could really get his chain snatched
**** get it off me till they OD
Eat it or beat it, my ****, she been on me
I couldn't switch genres over disses from an OG
I'm untouchable, you **** under me
Wild, I'm only seventeen
Wanda features, like I'm Seventeen
Biggest watch on the wrist, that's seven teens
I'm It, my ****, I'm sick, my ****
I'm like, actually sick, my ****
Stack a band
Do a ten
I got like four, five men
You's an end
I'm breaking pads
I can't keep up with my pen
Break you off, or knock you off
Knocking off socks, like a nursery rhyme
A Tribe Called Quest, I'm checking my rhime
Xavier Wright, when I'm checking my time
And it always go right, like I'm E-D-Dwight
Or a pass with the blick, 'cause a **** need all of it
The man gon' starve the chick
A boy can't roll in peace 'cause James, "Portland", always be starting shit
I miss my bitch, like boys that withdraw off the bluff
Grab my stuff, I can't keep none tucked
A 556 be all I need, I'm talking kicks, kicks, knees
I don't need, shoes, wallets, jeans
I'm talking shoes, wallets, keys
Give me your shoes, wallets, keys, lil' bitch
You were waiting so I'd tuck it
Nantucket, the way she rub on my belly
She was quaking, like the ass was jelly
Peanut with it, when I fill her deli
Like a glazed donut or a faded 'ponent
Big ups to Jordon
Know you watching over, like the CIA
Man, these **** biting on me, Frito Lay
Uh, oh, bitch, you got to go pay for play?
Baby, I was just getting a raise
Baby, I was just getting a fade
I went out, got an up on the play
Took a bitch back home, got her **** erased
Got a **** really feeling like he G to the J
But it's never G after the J
'Cause then I'm James, and I can't do the same
Baby, I got so much shame
Baby, I got so much pain
Baby, I got so much game
I'm like Jay in the final play
Or like Jay in his final game
****, I rap, but you and I, we are not the same
You smoke Jay, I don't even need J's when I'm feeling the pain
I don't even need guns when I'm right at the range
I swear I had a Glock before I copped a chain
Lil' bitch, get out of my lane
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Written by: Luccas Moises Perez
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