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Cold Summer (Freestyle)
(Uh) You know who the
fuck it is, Banks Why would you get the
credit for something that I
could do without you? Shouldn't show these bum niggas mercy the
doors were suicidal Figure I
take you along with me, of course, you're too entitled Using quotes to validate stupid shit don't confuse the
bible Forget the
fact that I
was dead nice I
was dedicated Losing my mind through the
madness had to be medicated At least I
can say I
got through it so many never made it Wonder when this shit is really over will I
be celebrated? I
had it right there for taking, shouldn't have hesitated My classification is heavy can't let them feather weight it When in the
room go with nothing the
love is separated I
never hated in due time I
was delegated Don't catch a
clout attack concentrate on your next deposit Your reputation is solid why would you jeopardize it The
internet shit was cool I
guess that they weaponized it It's ok to fuck up as long as you recognize it Skeletons pilling up you need an extra closet? You don't know what I'm saying, shall I
exemplify it? Happy to ride with a
nigga long as he stays in place Blaming somebody for something you've done in saving face (yeah) When they try to cover my roses the
pavement breaks A
quarter lifetime of breaking the
bread amazing grace Won't give the
mainstream a
chase as long the
ghetto listens Sprinkle my dope on this track the
instrumental is twitching You get the
upper hand on life that's when the
devil kicks in Being targeted jogging while black is terrorism Watch out for leeches they'll stand around for what benefits them You'll know what love is as soon as you flip the
letters different Think about what I've done for you while you're reminiscing Salute to all those supporting my independence vision (uh) Two hundred k
and fourteen neverminds everything is beautiful through design as new paradigms Make a
toast to battle time home was broken in tragic minds One of the
greatest pens yet, me and my little battle rhymes I'm having flashbacks, me in the
'spital, scattered lines Ain't no love in the
heart of the
city half the
time Shit is on fire now, back as soon as the
block simmers Probably lose the
weather to COVID, make it a
hot winter The
wrong hand will have you questioning, where these cards from? Homework made me a
specialist, practicing made me bar dumb "Banks, why you ain't been smiling lately?", Nigga the
job done? I
don't think it is, are you ready for albums? Grinding getting these songs done, recipe for the
long run Just when you thought it couldn't get worse rest in peace Fred the
Godson Life is hard son
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