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Hella thots comin way,

I stay stylish like Gucci,

whylin, im high of this shit,

im smiling, im riding

out with niggaz, I will always change route for my niggaz,

no doubting my niggaz,

tryna stay focused, but the main goal change,

like a manual gear ford focus,

as they say, its all dangerous if you don't know the game,

hold your weight, or get displaced,

your place will not replace me,

I will deface you,

if you trying to fuck me I will erase,

no lessons from the past,

as I ask myself,

is the people listening,

or is it wishful thinking dreamin about the future,

wishing one day I can be in better positions,

to dictate the way im printing all these lyrics,

synical, its comical making fun of people attending comi con,

never drawing pros from the culture,

but cons,

my daddy always told me never be a con,

never lie never cheat,

but lifes never that easy,

situations get tricky,

and women are sleezy,

running everyday, tired,

perspiring energy reciprocating

but its levels off,

cuz im wired,

the grids and circuits,

trust a bitch she'll hurt you,

don't know where ill be in the coming years,

but I hope my success is near,

tears drop and they fade,

pain stays and stakes,

and so do all mistakes

quick, get down trouble coming like a earth quake,

birthdates are the worse dates,

eat cake, new plate,

prolly get some fruit and some juices,

im a nuicance,

losing my mind, I need to cool it sometimes,

cause changes a dime,

a dimes a 10,

a chicken hen,

ben messi and my bitch are all 10s,

I transcend into the globe

heart throbe im a hard knobe to turn,

intuitive my minds never losing it,

but im soothing so its better as I do this shit,

I think need slow it down,

world revolves like revolvers in the stalls of apartments,

appalling is the way these bitches think they flawless,

but flaw comes down to perspective,

you try to suppress it,