Kamacho

These walls to thin , ****

Them bars to shallow

Oh you ain’t talking bout me?

Yea , put my name on top of the credits

Let’s talk bout fee’s

Got lay the print then leave the sesh

Before I chalk out (ya) dreams

00:22

Don’t call bout no features unless you think you fucking with slee

Trust me , I prolly only fuck’d wit the beat

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I tried to catch the vibe an barely even shuffled my feet

If I was rhyming when big died , it’ll prolly be left up to me

Don’t speak on my name unless the actions match whenever we meet

Im prolly wit ever u wit

Ya mans might wan spin the block , But guess who gon die in that whip

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Guess who gon tell if they live

(now) Guess who ain’t going for that

Guess we gon find out whenever ya get this more than just …… rap

00:44

Lemme talk my shit

00:50

I mean sayin …

Like how the fuck y’all passing notes

Like I wouldn’t notice

When we the ones you studied right before you wrote it

While I teach class

And I’m the one that you asked for quotes?

Now you get why me & x cool .. we assholes

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Why me & day hear your music in fast forward

We that raw

You trash & proud so it’s literally like you asked for it

I should get paid for **** existence

Looks like the price of living got your life evicted outta your body

Looks the hype went sent you off to high places

From hope to homi’d

I know bitches in the heights that still sell hydro

An line **** up for a hobby

Slid for the kill got kill

I know **** wit 6 children an 4 mommy’s

That’s still hitting drills

2 clips wit a dirty 45

That’ll piss on your property

Might Kill you on camera

Slide to savannah

Butcher the body

I know **** that’ll lie on the stand

An know where to find Me

I know **** that hang on to my every word

Live thru me recite the every verse

Hit repeat , put one in the air than do they dirt