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Radio Silence
This song is dedicated to anyone who ever got robbed
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
I think you should stop playing that shit
I find it hard
To deal with most you niggas like this
I don't have time for the fake notice
Packs on my stomach I'll be working for six
She don't take dick unless you paying for it
He don't really trip cause he worked for it
Now you wanna take it cause it looks so nice
I worked nigga
This shit hurt me nigga
We gon fight nigga, you might die nigga
Try take my phone you will cry nigga
Cause all of my life I've been working this
Your lazy ass ain't gon rob me from this
Look at the way that you're praying for figures
Look at the way that you're hoping
For figures focus on how you gon get all these figures
Build up a team and then train all your niggas
Success is the purpose forget it and forgive them
Kill them with motivation that's the mission
Demands for petitions don't need 'em, don't need em
In the eyes of society I am the villain
Wrestle, beat his ass, stab a victim
And that's the reason we don't fuck with these niggas
They got way too much commotion
Man I swear to God it's not important
We just relief all the stress with the potent
And the feeling we get is exultant
Cause all of my life I've been working for this
Your lazy ass ain't gon rob me from this
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
I think you should stop playing that shit
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
I think you should stop playing that shit
Joules coz I got them to go bro
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I'm so pro you should prolly be like go pro
I'm with the homies and we busting down the door it's a raid
I'll leave a glitch in your torso
I got the swag and math to be compost
For that revolution that'll show up from the back door
Who that nigga who that nigga
I got that brain that prolly leave you baffled in a choke bro
Is only loud when it's radio silence
Violence sacrificial shit like the Mayans
Science, like the type of shit that you buying
Ignorance is bliss and you relish in the lying
Beef all my condiments are hella silent
This the kinda shit that'll fuck up all your membranes
I'm with the sound, I got ancient knowledge
Think this shit is lit?
You should check on my projects
I'm like a limiting factor, shit!
Cool like number four in the kids next door
Come through my door it's a regular show
Be scared for sure and just trip on zone
Keep trippin' on thrones
Been sippin' on gold since my zygote formed
Quit wyling you lacking can't have this fun
Got flow like the bat from the past you grant
Can't have my work
Been grinding too hard, like life shit
You can't figure it out you sleeping a lot
Been woke from jump
Even when sleep I'm lucid as fuck
Bitch, who do you love
Who got that food for thought
Can't fuck with these thots you primitive fuck
My logic is lit
Primary thoughts like art attack
I could build you a map of where you seem to be at
Below average is that
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