fake fans

listen

listen

listen

everybody tryna get up on our shit

talking 'bout they're elevated

they don't know the half of it

tryna get up in our posse

we got rules like fucking nazis

gotta pop a acid-hit and let it drip like a$ap rocky

hold up

catch me in soho with my team we're riding 'dolo

hugging all my fans givings ends up to the hobos

walk around the store can't tell i'm high

you smell the dro though

if you don't fuck with the gang man you ain't gettin' any photos

let me stop it

all joints be rockets

shit ain't nothing roll another

got a half o in my pocket

i sweat the topic

they call me a prophet

making music

fucking third eye and the close their other sockets

spit this conscious shit and all these other rappers fronting

'bout to fuck the whole game up while i'm toking

it ain't nothing

be that indigo

you know

reppin' for that golden soul

gotta get in where you fit in

you ain't with it gotta go

can't fuck with niggas man

can't fuck with niggas man

they said they bout it

they ain't bout it

they ain't with the plan

can't fuck with niggas man

can't fuck with niggas man

i keep a fucking closed circle

you ain't with the gang

back on the map

now your chick all over my aura

she see the king seeking the ring but never get nothing for her

brought up where futures ain't promised

look at my life be astonished

dishin' out positive rays

receiving back the same thing

a living lord of my land

you niggas novice

i know this

couldn't write a bar that i know

the ua the hardest you know this

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killa in the game

i ain't even gonna lie

never thought i'd be in it

told 'em it's gonna take time

but of course they repent it

cause i cross through the limits

know the torch

spit the venom

now we large and we living - uh

guided by the light

shine the dark away

oh

you never earn a penny

live the harder way

your heart's intention be what your cards display

so spread love that's the godly way

got more drugs than a pharmacy

uh

that's your main squeeze in the lingerie

she on her knee's like she trying to pray

embracing the d in all kinda ways

so spirit-free is what i'm tryna say

mothafucka

shit

i ain't gonna lie

went to school until i grew up

thought the limit was the sky

now i'm winning with the moon and killing liquid based lies

spreading knowledge like a tutor

doofus

screw waiting in line

let the sour d fill my lungs

gold fangs hangin' over my gums

we flatbush bruh

can't stop us

just watch this

and let the legends grow and become

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