beaten u 6 times, man & now u drownin in ya own sorrows with lines that are not enticin
u got nothin but watered-down concepts... u even gotta pinch ur nose just to write them
Fuck a gun, nigga. I’m comfy with the box-cutter slaying him
knife to the face make the blade feel at home... that’s Gillette stadium
u used to pm me for Jordan releases so don’t gimme that I’m too old talk again
If I wear em it’s & like the OG still has swag... when u do it’s like that wardrobe goes better with moccasins
u tried hookin up with an Indian chick online, yeah, nice try yo
But that’s not why ya champ match success rate... has u tied to the Browns bio
wanna be recognized as a pioneerin vet yet used to jack from joke sites & got revealed here quick
So don’t think it’s ok to jump on the Cro’s a biter bandwagon... when u built the first wheels for that shit
Wack bitch. My guns so big they make ya jerseys look small & my stick-ups great
Intimidate ya garbage... cans on the floor like gettin home on waste pick-up days
As a supplier the product never comes to a dead stop. As a shooter I let the lead pop
Im here multitasking cuz I’m on the block with the fire.... that’s also an Alvin Karpis head shot
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Grumpy old man.
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