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Intro 1
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7
Verse 1
p .m. Feb 21st
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I rocked out the county like a fucking ghost
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No gloves, black rocks, just a peepersaw
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With a motherfucking plan to execute
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I got with my team, SKM
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Whole squad on the scene,
they some businessmen
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Ball game, it's all the same
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Got not my style from casting fame
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Then I woke up though,
for the silver screen
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So these bitches started talking
Cause I'm moving so clean
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That sound, it said fuck you mean
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Everything that's going down
has been foreseen
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That's when, I realized
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That I was still in the trenches
where the enemy lies
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That's why, it's on regular program
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H1 touchdown,
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it's a check my wingspan
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Águila 1, Sandman Slim, Boss of Bosses
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El Án gel de la Muerte, Semi Clap
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That's a triple impact
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It's like that, it's what I see
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And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
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It's like that, real talk my G
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And I can bring it to you
through a digital stream
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Competition see me coming,
it's hard to breathe
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Wear status,
we official on these LA streets
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It's what you seek,
that's why I gave you a show
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Nightmare before Christmas,
here the fuck you go
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Six albums, off the bat
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And I ain't even trippin'
cause I does it like that
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All of them over there is fuckin' wack
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And I can tell you upset
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cause she rock back
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I done this, what you thought it was
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These motherfuckin' rhymes
be like twenty guns
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Five videos, last one was porno
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Put the flame to your noodle,
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that meto al horno
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Cause I don't know,
where the journey take me
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But I'ma take you with me
till them spirits take me
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Let's go, it's a follow my lead
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That's another hood classic,
dog guaranteed
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If you ain't got none of these
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You on the low end of the spectrum
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Hood God, Shel Winnie
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You got to open your eyes
It's like that, it's what I see
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And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
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It's like that, real talk my G
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And I could bring it to you
through a digital stream
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Born Supreme, Born Supreme
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And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
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Born Supreme, Born Supreme
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And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
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I offer my status, triple beam
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And that's what you call
that heavy cream
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Oh God, you know the theme
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The homie said it best,
we was born supreme
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It's that main event type shit
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Wenschlau
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Listen up homeboy
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I'll tell you, and I'll tell all them
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frauds you rolling with
You ain't fucking with me on
no level
Thanks for watching!

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