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Don't Kill My Vibe
I
come from a
place where only token niggas make it Rich ain't really rich when you start hearing bout them payments Rather see the
Beamer, keep it with you in a
Focus Stay low do what u
supposed to, Dolo cuz you can't trust niggas Aquafina my demeanor from a
young age Black man, Black man [?] phase Why you wear Ice? When you know it targets pain Couldn't understand why you'd rather match the
fame Til I, dropped outta school bought myself a
chain All my young niggas round me did the
same thing (then we) When back in with the
stick and then got my degree Knew I
was different momma tripping saying I
can't breathe Bought a
condo from that [?] on my 18th I
threw (four clothes shops?) so they can't cease Swear these crackers all some actors they like James Dean Them old ways just gone turn you into my enemy Rebel with a
cause don't play around with no fuck nigga Ain't got no sympathy one day had (calledcaught?) it luck nigga Ain't got none now and that's the
reason I
don't trust niggas All this chessing you still moving like a
sus nigga Moonwalk, pole talk make your bitch pole vault Clothes off, doze off won't have to worry bout it I'm concerned about my paper I'm like Kur bout it Splashing, dashing, whip it up, get enough action feeling (fantastic?) This resurrection for all the
real niggas Them 2.3 GPA field niggas Them my ex left when they cut the
deal niggers We pray that you never have to feel nigga Cuz that be too much in todays time Rather keep you in the
blind than be running from behind Plastic caskets 6
at a
time Feeling fine when you sleep it's piece of motive for mine I
remember growing up not getting nothing for Christmas Where I'm from niggas get shot for minding their business Where I'm from niggas don't make it to see 21 A
nigga have a
fight and lose he gone and get his gun Raised by the
streets, no father no big brother Racist police shooting us cuz our skin color New Jack city my hood is what The
Carter is Bitches having kids don't know who their baby father is Realest nigga in it, disagree and I
get you smoked All I
smoke is weed, my white bitches sniff a
lot of coke My wordplay sporadic My bars be Illmatic My vision, cinematic Killing rappers been a
habit since B
Rabbit, ya boy's magic Get off my Johnson I'm bout that action, Bronson, don't come here with that nonsense We true spittas real hittas that glitter shit it don't sit with us Never let the
box win your trust White boy with a
drip so hard I'm a
Young Gunna, can't stop won't stop shining On my Yeezy ultralight beam this shit iconic Smoke a
Big L
bumping Ebonics I'm ill chronic No cure no summit my limit's Wayne high No ceilings I'm feeling like I
was made by Everything that's against me I'm in rare form Rooted to this music but my mind stays airborne This my Nas live at the
barbecue moment No opponent one Mic my Liquid Swords slice like Conan bitch
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