Set me free, of myself
Where you'll find, changed

Keep one in the chap but a 40 Glock
Tell them bitches come for me
I respect the streets for what they done to me
All these new niggas ain't nothing but church to me
I gave them 20 years, fuck more do you want from me
I'm el chapo with a crack flow
You get your shit pushed back slow, simple as that
You're catching dirt now, tryina style for the cameras
'Cause I'ma lay you down like the relics

Boom, send them to a bag, I'm good in any hood, homie
Access granted, the shooters on your block I tell you
Dance dragging rack through the ghetto with a lap full of metal
So relax, be cautious, og nauseous
Remember you a part I'm a don to the bosses
Set up shop on any city block that's the office
First family protecting, you don't wanna cross us
Boom, boom, boom!

Little fellow, respect your elders before I fuck around and kill you
Stay in the jail place, don't fuck around with gorillas
You ain't running with killers that push in ???
Talking about all the skrilla like you washing with the Zelda
You ain't no cocaine cowboy fopell, no hit
??? kill it
You know the name face, it's a sinner to song
Hey yo Bill, ganz, finish them off

You way outta your league, this ain't no lyrical war
Ain't nothing changed about it, more pea will send you to god
Extended clips will help you remember your thoughts
Get hit with this hollow tip and you forget that you're hard
Your heart is synthetic, street credits pathetic
We couldn't tell a trace of gangster in your genetics
The next time you rapper should be a true confession
You were stooling on the job, the scenery missing a lesson
Boom, boom, boom!

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