Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
With such precision you'll feel the steel like its a circumcision
Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
I'm an artist who's paying dues, i have to deal, no grabbing steel,
That no one can steel not even thieves
As much as i wanna leave
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
But steel won't take my real life
It's the set, you know we real, my weapons only steel
But still homey keep it real, how does it feel
Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel
Big bull, mad rapper with balls of steel
Like its fucking kill bill body niggas with straight steel
My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here
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