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Yeah
Hit dat low low low
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lets go!
Back in like 2002 I was such a young man
Didn't have no sort of clue I was always into somethin'
I was wiling on that regular bitch it ain't no frontin'
I never kept no steady crew but steady on that huntin'
I worked all day I slang all night shit was just tha thing to do
Perks that pay while y'all bang on sight workin' to pay the devil his due
I started with them green trees some Mexican some brick weed
Wasn't coming easily but them five Oh's was seekin' me
Phone it rang repeatedly get in an out this peacefully
You don't want no beef with me I'll split yo set up equally
Four ten tucked beneath my seat
Watch earth leave from beneath ya feet
Next ya know its God you'll greet
So lets chill sip Hennessy
Dat hate shit spread like a disease
So instead break bread blow trees
Hold up a sec lets let time freeze
Next on deck we cuttin' them keys
Always avoidin' them cops that seize
Back to layin' these lines wit ease
Witnessing the hypocrisy cus I am the King of Prophesys
Yeah
This next one is dedicated to all the old people in tha room
Yup old dat's me cus I'm 20 years ago flow
You ready?
I'm just bein silly
I hit dat old school dat 20 year ago flo new to you til tha day that you grew
Stayed cool stayed in school became tha fool
I was drownin' in uh pool of my own drool I was smokin cool playin' by my own rules
I was spinnin' my own spool standin' on my own stool learnin' from my own tools
Everybody in da back lookin
This flow don't know no road so we bookin'
Took ya bitch up wit my rook an
I stay cookin' up an spinnin' an winnin' while I'm pickin' an grinnin'
Back up in tha beginnin' might uh had to do a little bit uh dirt and some sinnin'
No Pretendin'
I'll befriend em'
All tha way up to tha end an then we get tuh skin em'
This is a shout out to all them classic shits
Clout chasin' kids get smashed to bits
Stout like a homebrew you can call this the equivalent of acid spit
Cus Imma vocabulary advocate
I been tuh class an I showed my ass an I bent tha glass
An I smashed with class
Used to get tha cash with tha food that was fast
Burgers are king when you slingin out tha back
Droppin' them wings sellin' straight heart attacks
Yeah bitch that's uh fact
Its insane to think that you would ever goon and tell uh shrink
That I could never go on an uncover tha truth
Let it all out while I'm rollin in tha booth
Give me the pen an tha pad back at it again an I'm all up n my bag
Got me speakin' in synonym
Smooth like honey Hot like cinnamon
Talkin all that cash shit but you don't want no drama
Dumpin' napalm like an A bomb on em
Bass be hittin while I'm razor spittin'
I look forward to when tha karma gets to hittin
I don't think you understand I've tapped into tha gland
Watchin time fall in every grain of sand