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[Verse 1: Ransom]
Gon' tell you what life about
I used to fuck with them niggas, they'’ll wipe you out
Repeatedly strikin' out
They need to get diapers out
Them shit’'s a bitch
My daughter grown but still I know I ain'’t shit
I’'m used to loadin' the clip but recently be reformed
Squeezing ones in my palm, you leave it ‘cus you’'ve been warned
That’'s when it'’s gone, I put this shit on my mom
Them niggas talkin' shit, then I shoot this bitch on the lawn
Pardon me, but I was living in poverty
A part of me got visions of playing Carnegie
But honestly I’'m just a crook in the ghetto
I put my foot on the pedal cuz I ain’'t lookin' to settle
Huh, me and Term make niggas burn
Just like the firm, niggas will learn, court is adjourned
Slam the gavel, convicted, niggas conflicted
I’'m cryptic with this lyrical fitness you witness
You lipstick,– that means you softer than butter
I'’ll put the hawk in yo mother if you ain'’t start from the gutter
Huh, y'all niggas talkin' and stutter
Nervous with no purpose, I surface like no other

[Verse 2: Termanology]
Yo! I’m in the jects making checks off Mexican connects
Put the darts out the dart board and stab you in the neck
You know me as the little young' that'’ll spit a lung in yo mother’s face and then bust a nut inside yo baby mother
I’'m a Mercedes lover, also I’'m a crazy brother
I smother yo baby and throw 'em inside the flaming covers
Wrap 'em up inside a Polo sheet
At least he died in style, man he could’'ve died with penis on his feet
But y'all shall honor me, lyrically I am honestly
100 thousand feet, I’'m beyond these rappers that’s on TV
In this economy fuck it, I’'d rather some narcotics
I put a product out and watch them fiends go demonic
They turnin' zombies off molly, coke and amphetamine
Adrenaline rushes turnin' inta medicine, it'’s devilish
Don'’t talk shit if you got a jaw that'’s delicate
She'’s spreading it for everyone while you putting yo head in it
I get on these tracks and I ain’'t gotta be competitive
I’'m selective, one more I’'m messin' with, plus I’'m the best at this
I'’m like the exorcist, makin' bitches turn they head like a hour, the power of money will make them bow
And allow anything to go down, man I'’ll picture in my foulest visions
That’'ll be nightmares inside they daddy'’s dreams
I drink liquor like LeBron drink Gatorade
Just give me a razor blade, I’'m finna get paid today

[Verse 3: Ransom]
I shoot and fade away, Jordan style was born a while
Record the corner, I bought my daughter a doll McDowell
I’m sorta fowl, turn static, important foul
I told you I'’m sorta wild, I’'ll even extort a child
I’'m physically gifted and lyrically lifitin' yo spirits
Can live the way you play this miracle and you say that guy
Really live it, already did it
I bring these lyrics to life, just gotta spit it