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Heart On Froze
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Griselda
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C-c-conductor Ayo, you f**k n***as will never, ever get close to this (Never) Rose out the coke, smoke to gold quote vocalist Dior coat with the toast in it Steppin' on your throat, n***as know I got the game in a cobra grip (Ha) My name been critically acclaimed, this the culture shift Back out, aim, smoke your sh*t (Bow!) The Glock got a clip that extend and hang low from it Got a flip-phone for the fiends, no a**ociates (Nah) Stacks in the Fendi shoebox I'm selling potent sh*t Quick, how I went from broke to rich Say you "The greatest of all time" sh*t that you do, typical Slice the goat throat likе the voodoo ritual (Whoa) Sacrifice, you still be a bum in your aftеrlife Fingertips numb from bagging up white, half the night Lost your motherf**kin' mind if you think you rap alike (F**k outta' here) You broke and I get brolic checks like Off-White Nikes The homie call me "Bloody" like a jailhouse knife fight (Whoa, oh) Get you any work for the right price Before my raps ever saw the light, swear my life was just like vice Drugs lnc dealing with plugs, fiends with crumpled up dubs Wax paper, scale mask and the gloves Know to differentiate between the hate and the love It's what it is, mother-f**k what it was (F**k it) I rose above all the crabs tryna' keep me down deeper in mud (Haha) Gold slugs when I smile, keep weed in my lungs As far as wins you n***as never seen one, n***a (Never, f**k outta' here n***a) Mind on money, heart on froze (Bow, bow) Gun barrel on fire, smoke out the nose (Doot) Razor blade on the table I used to chop the O's Keep my Gucci soles, in a rapper f**kin throat Mind on money, heart on froze (Bow, bow) Gun barrel on fire, smoke out the nose (Doot) Razor blade on the table I used to chop the O's Keep my Gucci soles, in a rapper f**kin throat Ayo, check Time is money if it ain't bouta' dollar then I ain't got a minute (Nah) You slow n***as I'll teach you something like Bobby Hemmitt Negotiate I only slide with a high percentage You eighty-fives plagiarize but you guys finished (Yall n***as dead) I'm going global, they love my sh*t like a Bon Jovi vocal, this dope on pro-tools You n***as been lost ain't close to my old moves (Nah) The goals been to monetize and grow to a mogul Rise past the backstabbers, put tats on my old wounds No snake eye hoes, her aura gotta' be oshun (Uh huh) So smooth, for error it's no room For real I was in between a deal, bag of pills and a dope spoon, n***a (We have a problem, we have a problem, we have a problem) F**K OUTTA HERE!
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