I'm a man with a sick past
And i can write a hook fast
We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches
Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish
Cause u know that this my jam
Heavy breathing out like an old man
Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun
Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk
Of an elderly man with diarrhea with no bog roll - when his back is out
Knife em no lifer you a triffler i am out tell em sumping they know nothin about
With a plan and a passion like flame man
That was six years ago, whips come from japan
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