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Rilist No. 1
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Viddal Riley
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Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Many changes up around me, I’m supposed to keep up No time to think that you were privileged just to put my feet up Upscaling the natural part of the process, no stress Vandal and randal leave that in recess Reese’s, pieces of gold within my reaches Leeches, draining my spirits since I was fetus, uhh And that’s a vocal point of conversation Like a wi-fi request, when hitting new locations I located the bag, and everything inside it Feel like it’s a feminine one, it’s full of pure surprises Through the wakening, no connection to my eyelids Told you that I’d listen in depth, Johnny, I’m a pirate Many man I know that lived and died, it’s by the pirus Curtis Jackson or 50, they wishing death would find it Columbo with situations, a clue will find it Mutombo, the size of egos that float around us I hope that you can feel my pain Wasn’t Bull famous, I feel insane When I’m up in the ropes, they scream my name Never dropping or fall, I run the game, uhh And I really believe it Me and my n***as moving very strategic Pirate pelege it, we leave them looking up at the ceiling Never unprovoked, we only do it when it’s needed The garden of Eden forbidden fruit I see it, it’s the apple we hold, the social media need it And I attack on my foes, cause it’s the realest reason And this is any season I wanna leave my share and leave nobody bleeding I can inspire bare and do it just through speaking Thinking real world win, these n***as must be tweaking Now I’m searching my soul through all my grandma teachings Man you know my heard bleeds, what is this Me and my dawg across seas, a mischief Man I’m begging on my knees, forgiveness Through all of this we lived to witness Yeah Through all of this we lived to witness Man I ask for forgiveness, yeah Now you know it’s second verse you know Thinking I’m the worst, you know Making this sh*t personal Early morning drives with Mitch, pull up to terminals N***as didn’t think I could sing, I showed it’s workable Working on my efforts and key, my sh*t is purposeful Being who I thought I would be, in a convertible, uhh It’s been so many times, and many rhymes People sensitive to this like I’m Sensydine But if I sense it dying, then my people will get it, that’s up in zero time You see me ride with my homies, live life with my homies, take flights with my homies Really real, you catch the realest on this lonely Gotta watch these haters closely, they be coming for my trophy, yeah Variety, different sh*t that we owning, yeah Versace, my n***as are dying, pay for debts Battle down on the ground, when it was my arrest IRS, texting my winnings, I’m seeing nothingness F**king mess, all of this grinding, I know that I’m the best Challenges, never existed, I always manage it Vanishing, after I get the paper and double it Fogging it Loving the game and I’m on top of it Dropping sh*t, n***as be scared, they know it’s hella real
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