Reload
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Song Lyrics:

Verse: Heaven or hell. I guess we'll never tell, with this new era. Ain't under pressure, I'm applying pressure. This society is too extra. Find me minding my business under these stormy weathers. Your wack drip will make you drawn, in your own wave. Waste in your on space, spiritually incarcerate, These rappers who think they killing the game. You the one who's dying, get on your knees and pray. Niggas putting their soul on the line with no shame. Positivity over hate. Negativity is your fate. Wrist yellow cause you watch is fake. Yeah you know you name. Back to the sender, backhand slap rappers back to their own maker. Been back like the temimator, matter of fact I never left. I never fell, you overwhelmed cause the king is here. Pass me the crown, not playing fairplay, I'm doing the most. Niggas dropping the soap, Lil nas Xing the game, Dancing with the devil with two left feet and calling yourself ill. I guess in the head you really sick Sinners sinning willing under the Son Don't trouble the trouble, before the trouble troubles y'all Playing with these syllables, I'm fresh outta vaal. Look at your girl once, you know the vibes. Hardcore punchlines, better bring the ice. Mess a nigga up, I wish a nigga would. Finna relay all the way to the first place. Flex and pass back everyday till we hit the grave. Back to the soil from where a nigga once came. Count the money better, tired of loose change. Famous new slaves, with their icy loose chains. Bunch of selling ass rappers, on these hall of fames.

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