Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
I can always go home and look down my street
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers
She always in my mind when i write every single verse.
My densest frees are condensed in this verse
Ha, the envy of dime dealers
End your career in a verse
Um tom frazier, new lebron haters
Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers
In a verse so adverse rebirth it occurs,
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