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I leave the gym

A glass of lean

Don't get close to me, I'm with the team

Ready for the ring

We're gonna clean you up

And we don't leave evidence in the scene

I don't give a damn

I throw the freestyles without shortcuts

I take off the bling and tone it down

And I don't back down

And I don't struggle

And I have steak for lunch

counting money every day

I don't know you anyway

You cannot relate

They pay me without delay

Don't call, not even by mistake

Two hundred on the dash

I don't look back

You spit bars and they're all trash

You smoke ash, I smoke hash

Four Cubans and they're not fake, damn

Designer clothes

Yours are from Marshalls

Just like your buddies

They see me and they leave

The clothes boost my ego

If they throw at me, I don't let it affect me

I'm a sharpshooter

Knock out like Pacquiao

Miko passes by them

I have them confused

My flow is heavy

Case closed, it's over

Thank God I'm chillin'

Food on my plate and a Phillie

In my left hand, I have a Richard Milli

Gold chains like Tweety

I win the game like checkmate

Black belt like a sensei

I speak like an essay

105 on the freeway

I have the guava ice

Vanilla Ice chains

I just realized

You all look alike

And most of you are sneaky

That's why I don't trust

I know all the tricks

Don't get yourself into trouble

Your girl shouldn't call me

If I don't put her in a threesome

Be careful not to mess with me

With the Uzi, I'll leave you swept

She wants to take my Tikis

But I don't want to, I'm picky

We pray to the Tikis

They 'Dunce' by the Phillie

Bonaroti rolling in the chair

I ride on the track for miles

They wash me like a chapel

The watch shines like stars

The percos go away like Tic-Tacs

I eat the competition like Kit Kats

Gold teeth like Riff Raff

Another hit, yeah, I did that

They call me

No, I don't want to make a feature

Miko you are a pitcher

Buzzer Beater, Derek Fisher

I leave the gym

A glass of lean

Don't hit me, I'm with the team

Ready for the ring

We will clean you

And we leave no evidence at the scene

I don't give a damn

I bring the office down

I take off the bales and lower

And I don't lower it

And I don't have any work

And I don't have any work

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