CELL DIVISION

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I sip the def ale with all the fly womenNo fx, in these doper than sess sessions sonI don't give a fuck, like a senior citizenThis meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's sonTop ranked, number one my sonAnd she looking for them trees, baby we got someNow you gotta make it easy for me don't runUm, life is a water park, could be funSo next time i come, i'll bring you onePut them out randomly hopin' that i get someBut i don't trust anybody, yeah no oneSavin' up 24 bullets with gunFuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought oneHerpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought oneHold on you can see my visionThe race war, when it's us against all of themBut i'm sorry for the damage i have doneOn my pg shit, i ain't finna keep themGot it lock like styles sheek kiss and themA couple years back ain't seen my visionBecause he made his decision9 months later, new car, can’t afford a sonNiggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' themAnd if you not convinced keep on promotin' themGot hu women frostburg womenForever in debt to the lord for he's givenWhen they here today what you say to themWho's next to release? we guillotine themSee me as blasphemous for i don't need themAll the girls really want is funSo the ones eye has freak don't runAnd last but not least please don't tell no oneI’m effervescent, just ask themI give em a script, you bitch nigga's my childrenTo speak from the soul and just leave it with themSpeak with conviction or we shouldn't listenSee with a district columbia visionAnd you believe when a rapper wan' be oneOkay you dancing drinking on your last oneThough uncalled for, they gon drop themAnd it rules everything around themYou ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around themDub a.l.e., such a son of a gunDub a.l.e., still a son of a gunDub a.l.e., still a son of a gunWhen i get my v12, i’ma be in six of themOops i meant audemar, my whole team got themRiding around with ms. reece and themI beach chair, with my malibu visionShoot my ping and if you gonna listenShout out chicken getting chickenKeanu reeves, they tell me i’m the oneOnly fear death when you staring down a loaded gunShe’s a star if i ever seen onePerfect 10 and lord knows that i need oneThey say that karats help your visionBut somehow it made them listenIf a nigga didn't fake like themAnd you down, hold it down for my nigga themCause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need themI've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made themMake them more insecure when they caught oneShit, we don't believe none of themAnd i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of themMan i smoke that marjorie simpsonEven when i'm sleep, i got visionSo pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no funOk, black panamera, dash on a millionMiami nights, ain't another oneAnd that ain’t no donnie simpsonI want to fight the music on this oneLord knows that four door fit eight womenRoss and folarin, couple womenWhy me, i say it cause we number oneFor those whey no fit dey fix sonCallin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even womenRiding around without a fuck givenRolling in more green than a hole in oneI told him get his 9 and run"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religionAttempt burglary, attempt theft you just begunElectric chair i don't deserve the funBut i get the dough, shit i might splurge on oneI'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up oneThen sip on this remy til they turn me up someCold, my style making my nose runMy talent should take me places i've never beenKilling our dreams, stealing our visionSteady reaching for the stars, but it's only one+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job doneI'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gunMe and my microphone could be oneAnd get on down with this thc visionCan’t you see just how long my runI'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the runBet your bottom dollar before i'm doneHard to move on when you always regret oneWhat up girl, tell me how you beenYou just working with the scraps you was givenI wonder why we take from our womenThy kingdom come, thy will be doneI hit your block and we can box for funI don't care what it did to themI'm fed up, we gotta start teach the childrenWith a ski maski'm the first one to warn themDoin time for slowguess she made a bad decision99 problems but a disk ain't oneI got 99 problems but a disk ain't oneSo now my hardware problems will sum up to noneIt's up to you to solve them Gonna nuke these bitches like i'm kim-jong unHaters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?But really, this was my only sole decisionA couple bucks then give a fuck of someLike a truck i roll on top of them

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