His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well
No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell
Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms
Hating on my team until they see we won't lose
No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit
But if i start ballin, i won’t call it
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
Occasion when i'm blazin asian and no drops to fade it with
You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches
In rap terms he keeps it real
We blessed to be here
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