[Intro]
Yo
Yo
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Yo, uh

[Verse 1: Elcamino]
This shit way deeper than rap, I can take you
Way back to when I was out on that corner performin'
Look at my stats, now I pull up in foreigns
Diors cost me a rack, more than likely
N***as ain't even close, to where I'm at
Before I picked up a gun, already knew how to strap
Way before this rap shit, I knew how to get me some racks
I can go in any hood and get money
I could adapt
Now just buffalo, I can go anywhere on the map
But that's like, way before you even knew us my n***a
We took flights
But y'all do it for the 'gram, I do this shit in real life
A thousand hoodies from Japan
My n***a that's a Benz truck
I could have went with the Vet, but I bought the Fisker
I could have been that fast and weak
A fuck-up in the system
I was wildin' with my strap
Livin' life relentless
I made a half a million easy
Just of a sentence
[Verse 2]
Backseat ride
At least that's when I'm feelin' my best
I'm slippin, we slide
I fill in where the rap is contestin' what we provide
Please put me in my place if you feel like n***as be lyin'
I damn near drop jewels on all you n***as who rhymin'
You either learn from my mistakes or lose from, decide
Back then, all my freestyles was better than writing
I thought I found a place to call home, I got too excited
They knew we had the tux, like we got endorsements from Midas
I rather put my trust in a bitch I know who ain't biased
'Cause she'll rather go get that money while n***as dyin'
'Cause they'll rather beef over blocks or start a alliance
I guess you never know if it work if you never try it
Who even buyin', who even listenin', huh
And voice you opinions without a pot to piss in
You die over nothing, you had no right to living
Enhancing my team, feel like im Scotty Pippen
Hey, too rare for you n***as not to get recognition
More moves, let's announce them, shit you gotta pay attention
'Lotta hate, in a room full of failures I feel out of place
The only time you feel in love was when you out of state
I know there's beauty in your heart behind that powdered face
She way too quiet for someone who got a lot to say
So many thoughts inside my head, it's like a crowded space
My only chance of happiness is moving miles away
Too many steppin' stones, how many more
One night stands turn to a second home
I know a lot of fake friends, should have been left alone
They fall when the pressure on
No duckin' my weapon jawn
Was better off left alone
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