Exalted

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Been a god since a little kid
 Then I found passion when I found *bleep*
 Had the fire starter on a different vid
 Had to spit some shit, pop a few lids
 Yeah you know I killed yeah that's what I did
 And I never envisioned I'd be on this mission
 Raised to be a faithful hell born christian
 Now a demonic fire pissin' whipping
 Lizard with a vision, fucking women nigga listen
 Blow ya' cap like it's graduation
 Rhymes hotter than infatuation
 Gang can't hang like it's back to banging
 All hail me not Satan
 Heart racing like I'm speed dating
 Fall for me like Empires ratings
 What am I saying?
 We money chasing!
 Gang gang we lift weight
 Like Schwarzenеgger on a bench press
 Fuck sleeping niggas been dеaf
 Touch a track leave you breathless
 Touch the track 'fore I run shit
 Torture niggas make 'em crave death
 Kill a feature make 'em omit
 That's a real obituary
 Writing plays no Tyler Perry
 James Madden, been saint
 True colors on red paint
 Ain't got a dollar in your damn bank
 Fried frenz on repeat though
 Never spent a dime on a cheap hoe
 Never spent a dime on a feature
 No you lame as fuck sucks to meet ya'
 Always been alone
 Always been at home
 Look up at my phone
 Ain't nobody call
 Always tried to work
 Sweat up on my shirt
 Staying up at night
 Ain't nobody saw
 Let you stay inside
 Said you down to ride
 Now you wanna hide
 You ain't tryna ball
 Gang gang, we wanted it all
 No gang gang
 You just want me to fall
 Been alone from the start ripped apart
 You know how that ended
 I don't feel love, just pain, just strain
 It comes in a minute
 I been on top
 I been on the bottom
 I been everywhere
 To avoid my problems
 I been on top
 I been on the bottom
 I been everywhere
 To avoid my problems
 I'm stacking my green like its celery
 Been alone since elementary
 Number one destroyer is jealousy
 Like Kennedy I'm leaving a legacy
 Not gonna stop this is my destiny
 I'm 'bout to go nuts no vasectomy
 You fuck with my there will be penalties
 Fuck a bitch, all is the enemy
 (Gang, gang, gang)
 Wah, Fuck with me you'll fucking die
 If a nigga talk, I shoot a bullet through his eye
 I don't give a damn about a nigga in the sky
 Looking at me
 Man I'm finna find a pot
 Cat got me swerving
 Just got it off the lot
 Fuck off with that shit
 Niggas talking
 I don't give a damn about shit
 Fuck off with that shit
 Niggas talking
 I ain't even plan to kill shit, nigga
 

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Duration
03:17
Key
2
Tempo
134 BPM

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