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Uh, too much trauma to count the scars
I laid down the bricks in this house of ours
Bitches mount the stars, every October, there´s monster bars
Fuck an entourage, take your ass back to your mom´s garage

I´m here to stomp the frauds
Blood on my shoes and my outfit´s hard
I need a council card, I´m losin´ myself
Two arms to guard, flew through miles of fog
Land where it´s hard to pronounce the broads
All for steady work for hatin´-ass niggas, few thousand jobs
Keep your foul facade, a hundred my jaws
A hundred percent to the finish, I hope the entire panel´s critics
Nothin´ in common with quitters, check out my analytics
There ain´t no such thing as ´can´t´, that´s how we handle limits
And wrappin´ the work, I cross over to the piano business
Won´t get the steal on me, my handle different
I´ve seen this shit before, the channel´s glitchin´

Follow my manuscriptin´
And money ain´t everything, but need a damn prescription
You niggas can´t be around here without permission

Make it without leavin´ your soul
Awareness is the key to control
You fall, get back up, breathe and reload
Tellin´ is tellin´, fuck the reason he told
Word to the young, wild and reckless, hope you live to be old
Ain´t nothin´ like reachin´ a goal
They turn on you, they eatin´ too slow
Some friends, you gotta leave on the road
The streets´ll hurt you, better leave ´em alone
Unless you ready, he who wears the crown knows it´s heavy (Uh)

All of the losers miss me, therefore my mood is shifty
Talkin´ your worth don´t mean a thing, you gotta prove it to me
I need the newest sticky, foreign car that´s doin´ sixty
Bought up in this land, the bloodsuckers never get blue when hickeyed
The newest Louis in maroon, I´m picky
The respectable dawgs´ll quit me, the reason none of your rumors fit me
Figured the independent route´ll push the check through
Niggas was quiet, but when your mics weren´t on, they disrespect you
The neighborhood made me special, most comfortable when the temp is risin´

Make classic shit out of nothin´, that´s what I specialize in
I pull up, it´s lyrical exercisin´
You´re evil on the inside, it won´t matter, your physical´s mesmerizin´
Nothin´ came to me easily, do you believe in me?
Weavin´ out of reality, always there when I need to be
Move, don´t let the demons see, I got it on lock
Go key-for-key, ain´t no teachin´ me, I been through it all repeatedly

Make it without leavin´ your soul
Awareness is the key to control
You fall, get back up, breathe and reload
Tellin´ is tellin´, fuck the reason he told
Word to the young, wild and reckless, hope you live to be old

Ain´t nothin´ like reachin´ a goal
They turn on you, they eatin´ too slow
Some friends, you gotta leave on the road
The streets´ll hurt you, better leave ´em alone
Unless you ready, he who wears the crown knows it´s heavy