| Siento aquí tu presencia |
| La noche de anoche |
| Y nos ponemos a llorar |
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| Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural |
| That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe |
| But it's regular for me, yeah, that's for sure |
| The love and hate is definite without a cure |
| All this talk is bitch-made, that's on my Lord |
| I'll kill 'em all before I let 'em kill my joy |
| I done been through it all, what you endure? |
| It used to be fuck that nigga, but now it's plural |
| Fuck everybody, that's on my body |
| My blick first, then God got me |
| I watch 'em pander with them back-handed compliments |
| Put they head on a Cuban link as a monument |
| I paid homage and I always mind my business |
| I made the— |
| I never lost who I am for a rap image |
| It's motivation if you wonder how I did it |
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| Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank |
| Know you a god even when they say you ain't |
| Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way |
| Never let no one put smut up on your name |
| Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do |
| But understand everybody ain't gon' like you |
| Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to |
| A couple rules of engagements, I'ma guide you |
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| Que refleja en tu mirada |
| La noche, tú y yo |
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| Ridin' in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it's gon' be a sweet love |
| Fuck apologies, I wanna see y'all geeked up |
| Don't acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it's fair |
| Take it to the internet and I'ma take it there |
| Miss my uncle Lil' Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn't make it |
| Now I'm possessed by a spirit and they can't take it |
| Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud |
| Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down |
| Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable |
| Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals |
| Snoop posted "Taylor Made," I prayed it was the edibles |
| I couldn't believe it, it was only right for me to let it go |
| Won the Super Bowl and Nas the only one congratulate me |
| All these niggas agitated, I'm just glad they showin' they faces |
| Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated |
| Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite |
| This is not for lyricists, I swear it's not the sentiments |
| Fuck a double entendre, I want y'all to feel this shit |
| Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids |
| Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons |
| Where you from? Not where I'm from, we all indigenous |
| Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends |
| Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman |
| I done lost plenty friends, sixteen to be specific |
| Put that on my kids' children, we gon' see the future first |
| They like, "Dot big trippin," I just want what I deserve |
| What bridge they done burnt? All of them, it's over with |
| I'm doin' what COVID did, they'll never get over it |
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| Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank |
| Know you a god even when they say you ain't |
| Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way |
| Never let no one put smut up on your name |
| Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do |
| But understand everybody ain't gon' like you |
| Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to |
| A couple rules of engagements, here to guide you |
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| Niggas from my city couldn't entertain old boy |
| Promisin' bank transactions and even bitcoin |
| I never peaced it up, that shit don't sit well with me |
| Before I take a truce, I'll take 'em to Hell with me |
| If that money got in the hands of a crash dummy |
| Could jeopardize my family and burden the ones who love me |
| Niggas mad 'cause I decided not to pretend |
| Y'all stay politically correct, I'ma do what I did |
| Ain't no sympathy here, this shit's hilarious |
| It's a lot of opinions, but no power to carry it |
| 2025, they still movin' on some scary shit |
| Tell 'em quit they job and pay the real niggas they severance |
| Don't insult my intelligence, I'm not just for the television |
| Teleport to Bullets Road and dig up all my relatives |
| Okay, nigga, let's settle it, these niggas been fake loyal |
| Since y'all pandering to choose a side, let me do it for you |
| Okay, fuck your hip-hop, I watched the party just die |
| Niggas cackling about— while all of y'all is on trial |
| Niggas thought that I was antisocial when I stayed inside of my house |
| You better off to have one woman, everything tricky right now |
| You niggas live in denial |
| Ayy, fuck anybody empathetic to the other side, I vow |
| A bitch nigga love bitch niggas, they exist with 'em in style |
| Exterminate 'em right now |
| Make Katt Williams and them proud, the truth 'bout to get loud |
| No juice inside of my cup, I sober up and knock 'em all off |
| Don't let no white comedian talk about no Black woman, that's law |
| I know propaganda work for them, and fuck whoever that's close to them |
| The niggas that coon, the niggas that bein' groomed, slide on both of them |
| You ever ate Cap'n Crunch and proceeded to pour water in it? |
| Pulled over by the law, you ridin' dirty, so you can't argue with 'em? |
| Then make it to be a star, bare your soul and put your heart up in it? |
| Well, I did |
| Whacked the murals out, but it ain't no legends if my legend ends |
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