He dreamed to get on his raps 10000 vote
Ever since then i had no job
The enemies know my fist and the groundfloor better anything
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
I'll show you there's a few good left that exist
Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.
Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..
If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist
I ain't tryna brag though
My fist cracked on impact yo,
But it was written in cursive for this king to exist
But if you really wanna take that route then i can pass a fist
With my fist up im towering
Get off a key like i can’t sing
This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed
But i heard my mother's voice so i hoisted my fist.
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