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match - floe lyrics

v1:

imbecile get a scar on your face just like the artist
mirror mirror please tell me in my city who’s the hardest?
period but every single sentence i bar sh*t opposing rappers beheaded & slain up in these moshpits
ahh my crowns in th*rns thousands of bars i spit it pure
rip sh*t so hard that it tore
shows frequently my charlotte tour
i’m smoking green but when i eat i’m a carnivore
godbody with an armored core
i had n*ggas turn they back on me and b*tches did too
i just play the hand i was dealt i can’t pick & choose what’s my views?
and please don’t get my vision misconstrued
this the school of hard knocks & your tuition is due
i need cash, never am i checkin your credit embracing my merits just off my wordplay i am legend
not the movie with will smith i turn on the k!llswitch
twin towering broads if they not 1 i can build with
presence i can be outside & still in the building and once i walk back in they still in the building
vintage wavy like water sailed on by the pilgrims
just here for the backends to accumulate millions
been outside sky high so never house me with ceilings
all these guys they sleeping on me i write slumber lines
that always heat sh*t up like the summertime i turn heads like thick chicks with thunder thighs haan

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i’m a walking investment they tossin’ me checks then
yea
i bossed up myself i deaded the yes men
just check out my growth i know what i’m destined
as soon as we walk in the building they hitting the exit
i raise the bar like i’m working on my max
all my homies go hard and they all about that bag
facts
shorty please don’t get attached
i am too litty to match
shorty please don’t get attached
i am too litty to match

v2:

back in this b*tch and they know what it is
the homie said he need a verse from the kid
told him don’t worry i got you my n*gga
2 kings from queens let’s handle our biz
got me a shovel i bury careers
been through the struggle and still we are here
laughing at rappers that think we are peers
i’m fly as a leer
you ain’t as really hot as you appear i know what you fear
that’s being exposed i know what i know pay for ya views and you pay for your shows
you pay for your spot you fake to the top
i swear the industry faking a lot
half of them fake and the others went pop
when i feel low i think back to the block
thankful we grew up and never got shot
too many youngins ain’t getting that shot these are a couple things that i jot
thankful i never got stuck in a box
i’m just trynna stack my money in knots
this is the plot feeling notorious listening to pac boy i’m hot how i rock flow is crack like i’m whipping the pot

got the power like i’m on starz you couldn’t find this drive with onstar go nuts like p*rnstarts donuts in foreign cars then
roll up till i’m on mars blaze up got me zoning
you wouldn’t wanna be performing
after me that’s a casualty

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