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[verse 1]
so who the f-ck said i’m soft
anybody step to me we gon’ pop off
let the cops drop shots
if we duckin’ now this gon’ get to chuckin’ out
let the headlines be our only source of body counts
clientele self-made with accounts
yeah, f-ck what you be livin’ on
i made it with the sounds
obj hit a b-tch and then he bounced
if you keep talkin’ that sh-t then that’s what i’m about
try to run a f-ckin’ business with your mouth
every 12 hours i would flip the sh-t then sell it by the ounce
i don’t f-ck with a ho unless i know she got profit
if you cross me i’ll f-ck your b-tch with yacht logic
ain’t playin’ for the games
b-tch you know that i’m about it
when money get involved i take off like hot rockets
so, please don’t talk sh-t
tried to give you the benefit of the doubt but you’re so toxic
sh-t gettin’ me nauseous
listen to my words on this verse chronologic
sometimes i just really believe you’re demonic just to cop a pocket
i’ll be downin’ shots just to take the edge off
hit me up like, “oh my gosh f-ck off.”
hang up, b-tch if you think that i give a f-ck go get your lang’ up
ditch your -ss like jennifer from the break up
b-tch i can’t see your face through all of that twenty dollar make up
wouldn’t even f-ck you if they paid us

[interlude]
who are you really then?
who’s behind the mask that you show to the rest of the world?
and whats holding you back from being the person that you want to be?
[verse 2]
think you got an att-tude you should check that
show me no respect then i don’t give a f-ck back
b-tches went from sleepin’ on me to takin’ cat naps
when we f-ck get her -ss up call her snap back
bettin’ more on rap than high rollers would in black jack coppin’ five cars from the dealership all jet black
drastic contrast in my voice
where your pack at
got my whole city behind me like they a back pack
f-ck it if i’m goin’ in i’ma get it all out
sorry if i’m takin’ the game when i f-ckin’ ball out
all your team ever really knows is a stall out
if you tryna call yourself a thug then we can brawl out
put me up against anybody and get the call out
drop your -ss bombin’ on the track then call me fallout
i can pull your b-tch it’s so easy picking lips
only time they ever kill it on the track is if they drive a stick
spit this
wonderin’ if i’m missing it
slick b-tch
she tryna like all my insta pics
hard mix determine whether i’m into it
if you talk sh-t then you get lit up like a candle wick

[verse 3]
it wasn’t too long ago
that i was just stuck up at my mama’s home writin’ ’bout the dough
don’t know what she want from me
you of all beings know that i can only learn this visually
if my life was a graph were talking squiggly lines
i’m done with all the pain and all the stress
sometimes i just wanna digress
away from this twisted game of chess
don’t know how i should react when success isn’t a guarantee
i got bills to pay and food to eat
this sh-t can’t be real to me
life ain’t as supreme as we should think
i take a drink
and how can i not like it
despite the all of the dangers and the health risks
it’s kinda strange
we consumin’ poison like a game
call it beer pong
but really it’s insane
i just want some answers and this life to be explained
like this life to be explained
kenyim on the track but you already knew my name

- kenyim lyrics

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