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activate return? - tokenblackygoguy lyrics

[producer tag: oddwin]
ayo’, oddwin

[verse 1: jhbboss]
i just be pushin’ a lot (yeah!)
i’m always takin’ my shot (yes sir!)
they just keep askin’ me where am i finna’ go?
i tell ’em “straight to the top” (“to the top”)
they wanna’ be in our spot (yes sir!)
but they be jokin’ a lot (yes sir!)
all of that cap, boy, it’s all in yo’ rap, but in real life, you know you not hot (you cap!)
they just be thinkin’ they better, but they don’t want pressure, i promise i won’t even stretch it (no sir!)
d*cked her and n0body fresher, i chased for the cheddar, got green on my mind like i’m deadbeat (that’s cash)
[?] nevеr put you on a stretcher, they had to go call for your rеscue (oh god)
me and both token been chasin’ a bag, so please don’t mad and say that we left you (okay!)

[verse 2: 954mari]
p*ssy, i left from behind, all them [?] them 9’s (brrah*brrah*brrah!)
cross you like crucifix, benedict, blessed you like “boy, don’t you ever come back on this side”
put all that pressure aside, r*i*p toro, my n*gga is blessed to survive
life really pressin’ for time
music obsessin’, i’m desperate to get to my prime
9*5*fo’ is my alias
i keep that gas like arabian
grew up in broward where n*gga’s be hatin’ and towing them beans like some aliens
spreadin’ out shots like a gradient
bullets gon’ spray like some labium
wet yo’ block, leave that sh*t aqueous
let that jack jump like gymnasium
if that sh*t jam, then we fadin’ him
pray for my city, no savin’ ’em, sh*t way too dangerous
[verse 3: mir blackwell]
if there’s money to make, then you know where to find me at (yuh)
me and [?] a couple of insomniacs
[?] and redster, that boy, know where the tommy at
mexican plug, he’s the sh*t [?]
walk in that store and i buy what i want, though
work with the pin when i keep it, no cutthroat
talkin’ on gang, but in person, he mumble
hollows gon’ sit on his top like a frontal
like the way you be prayin’, you eat
you get laid in the street and the feds will get [?] (yuh)
i wasn’t made for these beats
i [?]
and now i’m just playin’ for keeps (uh*huh)
n*ggas was cravin’ the streets
and they body just wave to the beat
and i cannot wave wit’ the weak (nope)
i know some n*ggas [?] million degrees
they still play with the heat like they changin’ degrees

[verse 4: ty wild]
when i’m changin’ degrees, if i see on my [?], i’m raisin’ the ‘k, but they freezin’ (brr!)
it’s crazy to think that they claimin’ they raised in the streets
and they can’t even make it a week in the shoes that we walk in (yeah*yeah)
shooters is shootin’ like comets
you wish but it’s too late to stop it
been questioned by feds who got proof i been lyin’
i came with the jungle, so who gon’ deny it?
y’all wild, i’m tired (yeah)
i’m smokin’ up loud, they want smoke in they [?] like “the f*ck is a silencer?” (brr!)
asked “what the weed and money got in common?”
they green and they both get you slumped for the right amount (yeah)
he can get cut like that boy on a diet
no [?] giant chopper wit’ a son like [?] (brr!)
word to cyrus, i’m 5*0 [?]
but avoidin’ the sirens was born to be wilin’ (pew!)
[verse 5: token black]
you born to be wilin’, i’m born to be ballin’
my n*ggas be gettin’ the call if you talk out the side of yo’ neck
i can’t find no respect
ain’t no interest, i lose this sh*t often (ain’t no interest, i lose this sh*t often)
i did what i wanted
you smokin’ on chronic? that’s common, my sh*t is a secret (my sh*t is a secret)
token that n*gga, this sh*t ain’t no secret
makin’ that bread and memin’ is needed
you n*ggas is not where you need to be, uh (you n*ggas is not where you need to be, uh)
n0body needed, i stayed in my lane and i’m speedin’, but watch for the scenery, uh (skrrt! uh)
n0body had to believe, but shout*out to the ones that believed in me (aye)
these n*ggas don’t wanna’ duel, if they did, then we beatin’ ’em easily (hol’ up)
this ain’t a match, ain’t no way that they ratin’ us evenly
this sh*t a trap, uh (this sh*t a trap)
this sh*t is not what it seem to be (hol’ up)

[post*verse 6: token black]
went to the dark world, that’s why i got all the fiends with me (aye, aye, aye)
sylvan, how i keep the green on me (aye)
i’m in a different dimension with demons, i’m not playin’ dedede (aye, aye, i’m not playin’ dedede)
freestylin’ easily
makin’ a mil’ like it’s reasonin’ (aye, aye)
y’all in some danger, i don’t even have the whole team wit’ me (aye, aye, yeah!)

[outro: token black]
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