Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong
Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
Journey so drop in / im the best or top ten/heat it up with these words
I walked up and asked what's wrong
Or the grip was too strong
Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat
Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap
Now the first week sales can't hardly compete
The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat
But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat
I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep
She acting all extra
I bring the heat like the
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