BUILDING BLUEPRINT

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  1. I feel like I’m walkin’ a tightrope over a bed of knives,
  2. Neck deep in debt, every step feel like I’m set to die,
  3. Percs in effect, nerves a wreck, I let the weapon rise,
  4. Press the TEC, disperse the threats, split ‘em like pesticide,
  5. Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged,
  6. Sinner with venomous ways, tremblin’, sick of the pain,
  7. Riddled with hate, primitive rage, livin’ in shade,
  8. Flippin’ a gauge, split ‘em in waves, rippin’ his face,
  9. Daughter hungry, so I’m losin’ my patience,
  10. Clutchin’ the chrome like a crucifix, praying
  11. Either He answer or move to the takin’,
  12. Ski mask adjacent, tools in the basement,
  13. Watchin’ ballers pushin’ coupes with the gloss tires,
  14. While I plot on ‘em, stalkin’ the lot in the parked Chrysler,
  15. The TEC burst, make his neck jerk, like a car wire,
  16. Watch his heart spiral, stretched on the tar like a star spiker,
  17. We all tryna glow up and leave the wreck behind,
  18. But every second grind testin’ my reckless mind,
  19. Money’ll have you possessed with a death design,
  20. Them snakes slither in the cess with deceptive spines.
  21.  
  22. Hook
  23. (hit them in the back with gat bitch
  24. It a motherfucking fuck fucking classic)
  25.  
  26. I deserve it all, don't you try to play with me,
  27. Blood spilling from the cut it just paint to me,
  28. every drip a masterpiece you can’t claim to be
  29. Watch how I turn it gold like it’s fate for me,
  30. Watch how I write this rap you just hate to see,
  31. Please believe the schemes leave fiends floored
  32. make em bleed gonna need two morgues
  33. New war, better choose swords or lose more
  34. I’m back spitting, With the track sizzling
  35. I slash victims with facts gripping, a Gat clicking
  36. I slaughter, bringing law like a court reporter
  37. moving bricks in a fucking mortar order
  38. Step on the stage, shake the spot like tectonic plates,
  39. Y’all move shaky, the ground ain't as strong as you claim,
  40. Came from the dirt, but the pressure turned it all into flames,
  41. They chase plates, I plant seeds, we not built the same,
  42. Every verses, volcanic eruptions,
  43. I vent with urges, This rap ain't a hobby,
  44. it's prophecy, I pen with purpose, They dig my lines,
  45. but the truth beneath ‘em make ‘em nervous,
  46.  
  47. Hook
  48. (hit them in the back with the gat bitch
  49. It a motherfucking fucking classic)
  50.  
  51. I’m first with the best, you a curse in the test,
  52. Purse full of threats, make ya squirm in regret,
  53. My words be the best, but my burst is direct,
  54. Turf be a mess when I burst this TEC.
  55. I’m feelin' like they pray for me, wait for me,
  56. Play for keeps, they all afraid of me,
  57. I’m made to be, a king in this game you see,
  58. Wave to me, cause you ain’t got da way to beat.
  59. Too tight free, and I move like G's,
  60. Cruisin' by clean, with the crew I breathe,
  61. Triple entendre? Nah, this the quad on repeat,
  62. “New white tee” I’m clean, then I’m ‘bout to increase,
  63. In my prime, I shine, on the grind with the keys
  64. My whole team fly, and they can't even compete.

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