We hustle to survive
Of the book of your life
See, there's a war going on and i'm the general
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
Amadou & mariam but still no chorus
Of which im not exactly proud of,
But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period
We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,
I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
Out of this coviction of feelings
They bringing me fish and chips
What's the deal with the nets though
Return of the king of flow
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