He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
I got more raps than christmas, my rhymes are relentless,
Only thing i havent got is more stitches than you
Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through
You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers
Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,
I got more hats than the sky's got stars
And i'm still hurtin over pops
Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team
Bro, i got more flows than your sisters seen
But then i got even more complex with the lyrical syllables
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.
I got more wins then legs on a fuckin centipede
But we know all the same people so we got to speak
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