Yeah

Here we go

So much heat you got two options; hop inI walk over and to let go, it′s time to stand in

Now remember: it used to never get better the

Talib said it paings the way you be lacking in

Unemployment at a time a couple dozen bitches trying to drop dime

Now, quiet in the city to crime

Hope somebody praying for all the time

Live and direct, waving my mic like a sniper on a show

Next thing you know, how to make that slow dough

Big nine, respect crime but not quite me

And though I got a permanent dot, on the rag, never let go

And next week we're gonna go

Back in Eighty-Six I lived half my cash flow

Thinking about the money get saved, ay whoa

Shoot you in the days of old, with Sway & Tech radio

But together here′s what the fuck are you eating though?

A.k.a. the funk flow, really though

I've been blowing up like ottomans, though

Was talking rap and hip hop song, you know?

The podcast on smash I'm jumping over you screaming

Bitch, WHAT, WHAT?! Bitch WHAT?

Put his dick and put that dick in a deep cut

Stick my dick and work them hips until I bust a nut

Shout out the girls, you′re the one with the nice gold medallions

Bonita Applebum, you gotta sell it by the gallons

Ain′t nobody hotter and so it must be crazy, sad and blue badges

Butcher and I got that white and blue badges

Since then, ain't nothin been the same person

I spit with the quickness

With a honey in the business

I′ll punch you in the business

A1 sound, and the wicked

I get tough and when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned

And I ain′t playing around

How long is forever? I don't need you. I just don′t want to

A1 sound, and the crew and

What money got longer, shout out to fit you all this pack super musty

It don't matter how much that the MCs study

The gun, Smokey Robinson, you need some money

Popping shit like whoa

I think that play was this weekend?

Well, it's on to perform storms blew up my-my-myself again

People I met this sister

When they got a barracuda bite, you can see her

Deedy as I heard that I got the divine right to bring her

They be loving the way she never met her

Born just to see you in the train and surround us

You kiss the number Ten bus we fight and fuss

Any last requests before you can so that′s a plus

To figure out, oh Lord, please don′t greet me with that gang fuss

Fitted and my hand

I'll give it the way you do not need a knife and take a stand

I′ll take that and much more acres of land

There's a fine wine take an honest stand

It′s just another distraction

And add in any shape form or fashion

That's realer than a short stay

So I figured out I gotta hit me up every day?

You don′t get to representing the city peel away

And I wanna be a king and my clique dick all everyday

All these bad bitches say they are not alone

A straight Jeffrey Dahmer, put dick in a time not long ago

That bitch finna sing like an old folks home

Please let the Pun hit it like a cemetery, whole thing set in stone

And Atlanta had the safety on

Better never let these lines faster than fiber-optic cable, I'm gone

Especially when your daddy's gone

Prefer to max on the block, I murder you like a marathon

Got a middle finger goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale

With a thousand in the back, clockin your jewels, and they all fail

Don′t tell me what to say a little stale

You dig it Daddy, let the lady go and pick up a little stale

You want to enter the Wu-Tang crush

She walked around and my body loose around you cause you

Signed at the club, macking hoes, my crew′s amazing

Breaking down your pads and stop waiting

Cartier bracelets for my head, my heart's racing

Gather, or rather form a cipher, and crush your blunt

When I was RAISED WITH, went out on the hunt

Get yourself caught up on the hunt

About ya future yet it′s all on my front

That is known in my face, I send your budget

You rather opt to flee, you need money to budget

Run up on me, that chopper skip to the middle of a budget

Used to date but then I send your budget

I woke up and your money to budget

Peep that, venomous face in the back of a budget

Black like the feel I ever send your budget

MC Algorhythym

2022