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Mind your digit's, nigga, mind your lane
Ain't a mold of salt that
Can trigger my decay
Heavy orchids hauling through the faces
Heavy off that dopamine and patience
Complacency a poison
I only give to a lord or a demon
I got a reason to push
And that's all I needed
Niggas just keening, we all that did extra
Adhesion, I got us stuck to
The region and the texture
I'm bleeding it, they gon' eat it up
Dynamics of these features and complexion
And please zip your lips 'cause
I don't need no correction, look
And I was with the leaves
I don't need yo' connection
Fuck a sweet seventeen
I get seen to perfection
I'm on my two feet
They gon' beg and seek for protection
That's the weak flaw
Niggas don't compete with my section
Hit that freefall if you
Tryna feed off protection, nigga
Yeah, yeah

My niggas get cautious for all shit
I put on my hood like a fit
Guess how many marbles this jar fit?
Guess how many cars niggas hit?
I defense a aggressive offense
I can't wait around for no lick
Guess how many marbles this jar fit?
Guess how many, bitch

Light hearted, fire starter
Finding all the corners to cut
Making my mind sharper
Made up my mind to slime, shawty
'cause I saw my squad starving
You would've did it too if
You started where I started
I made a song and my life altered
But that don't mean that the grind halted
That just means I'm in Saks and not Target
But first, I had to hit my target
I got my cake and ate it
Too 'cause it's my party
I gotta stay away from foo' shit
My mind guarded i had on ankle weights but
Flew 'cause if I stopped
It's gon' be because I stopped me
And not 'cause y'all stopped me
You better off wearing sandals
Playing ice hockey
Pistol guaranteed to put they hands up
Hands down even if you built the hammer
Still knock yo' ass down
Niggas in the field look at
Chickens like a cash cow
It's niggas in the 'ville that'll kill
To be where I'm at now

Keep the promises minimal
Keep my head on the swivel
From weapons colder than nickel
Clouds colder than wisdom
My niggas pick up the riddles
They keep away from the fickle
Versions of me just sprinkle
I make 'em dash like a rental
Momma, send me your prayer
Might lift the weight off a little
Another day to stress decimals
Play for keeps if they flexible
Cracking walls in my mental
Jaws dropping in ripples
Ran out of crunches, they
Crippled, let's get it, don't add me up
I take my stance and uppercut
Take the dance level up
Malcolm X by the window
By any means in the cut
Leave anything belly up
Let all my fiends sniff one up
They make the scenes triple up
Make all the green shrivel up
Throw your greed in the rut
It's like your team outta luck
Took the leprechaun's charm, they pots
Of gold outta nothing, for real

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