Big said it, more money more ills
My flow coming at ya, giving you chills
My time with their half-witted reviews
Giving you the fucking news
Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience
Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,
Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead
Get giving till you go into debt
Jumped off the porch when i was like six
Ain't here to school,just giving you tips
Giving you a few #minutes before he spits you chewed up
Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
But you giving up my resolution is music moving
But it don't matter i'm a cool shot
Woke up in the mornin giving thanks to god,
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