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Blev I became accustomed Eating these beats like I’m sitting at a luncheon Bitch don’t rush me Roll enough weed til a nigga don’t function I been in the dungeon Cooking this heat, shit smell like fungus Shit is disgusting, uhh Flows gon’ hit like a million punches [?] play it off, I ain’t never take one goddamn day off [?] laid off Had dreams of the cream, won't fiend like [?] Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up I been tryna maintain through the madness, the average, the dream of the lavish Living like a nigga never had no limitations I was tryna make it to another destination Had to tell them motherfuckers, set they reservations Nigga hot, more ventilation But the temperature is rising up The vision bright, it might blind you but I ain’t never been inclined by much, I’m a diamond bruh Letras de cancionesSoft silk [?] A cadillac I push it farther than Gods or men, a lane that you never been in Looking timid with your vision, I can tell you pretend A tentative stance, your chance to last, it been [?] Attempt to grasp it all, really beyond them The writing's been on the wall to read but y’all skim Didn’t attain it overnight my nigga, I been here The [?], the one that you’re never convincing These flows of no conviction, got a cold addiction I been on a soldiers mission, I’m opposed to the contradictions and the consequences All that shit is non-essential, tell them motherfuckers check the credentials Nigga we ain't living in suspension, had to fix the Wi-Fi connection Got a nigga feeling resurrected, my god I became accustomed Eating these beats like I’m sitting at a luncheon Bitch don’t rush me Roll enough weed til a nigga don’t function I been in the dungeon Cooking this heat, shit smell like fungus Shit is disgusting, uhh Flows gon’ hit like a million punches [?] play it off, I ain’t never take one goddamn day off [?] laid off Had dreams of the cream, won't fiend like [?] Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up Can’t sell my soul for the fame, brought an umbrella with me for the rain Can’t change for the change, got a little bit of that and I stayed the same I was in the basement, tryna make it happen, I ain’t had no resource Fucked up [?], hiding like a decoy, I was on a mission like the plan Ghost Recon Dealing with the narcissists, I never worked with the novices I’m tapped into where my conscience is Elevated to a level where you can’t exist Breathe rare air in the seat I sit So what I miss? They lost in the fog, the mist Some monster shit, the sickest in the syndicate The scent of this’ll send ‘em on cerebral trips They play the blame game, got your mind playing tricks I gotta maintain, aim shoot, I can’t miss [?] reload, no repetitive shit And I been ahead of the mix Anonymous, I know it is what it is Only so many fucks to give, it's I became accustomed Eating these beats like I’m sitting at a luncheon Bitch don’t rush me Roll enough weed til a nigga don’t function I been in the dungeon Cooking this heat, shit smell like fungus Shit is disgusting, uhh Flows gon’ hit like a million punches [?] play it off, I ain’t never take one goddamn day off [?] laid off Had dreams of the cream, won't fiend like [?] Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up Running like a madman, running like a madman Tryna maintain, tell ‘em all keep up From Letras Mania