Key: A minor
Verse 1
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Nex t step...
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I do magic without a hat and a rabbit
Nigga, this shit established
You want it, you can have it
Thought this was a squawk, maybe fashion
But you'll never see youngin'
rockin' a Skort
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Nah, yeah, I'm different
And you know that I be chillin'
But I make a call
And they gon' leave you holier
than Christians, amen
I'ma take this one day at a time
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Tryna get my shit together
Even Sunday, I'ma grind
I got money on my mind
Yeah, honey, you're my line
Plus a white girl that look like
stop hatin' like shit online
Keep regulatin' they faces
till they straighten out with that iron
I ain't lyin' when niggas
think it's a game
Blame me when your career fails
And come up shorter than Dead's heels
and pull out the gauge
Aim it at your ribcage,
watch it knock off your face
Now let me loosen up my tie,
and take off the suit
Rip off the shirt, it's DC,
it's in the sound of my words
The nouns and the verbs,
always come out of style
Now you heard, I'm on a mile,
pitch the curves
Go back to me up, when I'm down,
hit me straight
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Tell me not to give up, now I'm here
If you find yourself in a hole,
stop digging
That's the first thing
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And two, when you get out of the hole
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Don't have self pity, and if you don't walk around with your head down,
you develop courage,
that you know your own self
better than anybody else.
And you have to believe in
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yourself.
to get your issue.
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nigga, here is the tissue.
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I promise to rip you if I'm
pending addition.
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You gon' feel every hit
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And you don't wanna go there home
Fuck around, you gon' get your
whole forehead gone
Cause my niggas is vicious,
and they comin' with that
Take a loss in this field,
take a bell in the flesh
take a pill and relax
Chill and sit back,
let me introduce myself
Through this song that I wrote
and graphic design
DC, born and raised, still I mastered the rhyme
I don't smoke, don't drink,
only got one child
Fuck around with her and
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it's quick like a dildo
The hard way, it shouldn't matter
our commission
Because if you disbelieve one part of it
You're gonna disbelieve all of it
Being born poor and black, that's enough
to unleash the beast
Kickin' your teeth,
make it feel like I got cleats on my feet
I think I'm reachin' my peak,
I'm seepin' deep in the beach
Skeetin' no cheeks,
cause the pussy wet as
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who wants to go reach?
I'm fuckin' obese
And hoes level when they young and go,
Shit, I ain't lyin' and I ain't
buyin' that shit that you sellin'
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So stop tryin', uh, stamp,
I'm the king of the district
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Whoever feelin' different,
add to the hit list
And go home and put the
rewind on your wishlist
Tight jeans and skirt,
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And this what I'm up against?
The trigger gets tugged
and then you hit nothin' but stuttering
Yeah, I had to breathe for a bit
Might let it stick to your rib
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You can't waste this shit
Put the pump to your chest
Stop the wheezing, you bitch
Gary Z .P., let me state the reason for this
I'm sick of everybody sayin'
that these niggas are good
And as soon as they drop an album
That shit just go wood
And that goes for everybody
Even niggas from here, I don't care.
I'm the best and I'ma
prove it this year.
Cheat. 30 -something with
the glow of a 20 -year -old.
In this game, I'm a beast.
You mind you, it flows.
From Eastover all the way to Benko.
Welcome to Gary's EP.
That's just the intro.
How did you like the song?
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