RECON

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 I'm not rapping for the feelings
 Turn my issues into ceilings
 I'm not slowing, pedal gripping
 In the fast, ain't why I'm speeding
 When I'm smoking it's like breathing
 I make money while I'm sleeping
 I can fall off combat what's the reason, no
 (Yeah)
 I'm still healing my heads
 Don't let any recon or any bitch
 Yeah, I see the YouTube comments, I'm pressed
 Off with your mom's house to talk a lot
 Not systematic, I drop a lot
 I don't rap fast, just backpack
 I was growing up on that underground
 I was trying two-five, was good
 I was in a bad place last year
 I was to the wars like they go
 So I was hitting walls in, that meant
 I was framed for this, came through
 (Yeah)
 Hit my lows and I hit breakthroughs
 (Yeah)
 I do things that they wish they'd do
 Took that leap dropping mixtapes and
 Now my checks making big boy moves
 (Yeah)
 I was here since day one
 If you wanna say sumth
 Conquer this smoking embracing, low bitch
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 Chasing adjacent to my dreams
 On iPhones I write shit that I feel
 Don't hate me, not special
 Just grind hard
 Want something? Get that
 "Hard", you a bitch boy, I meant that
 (Yeah)
 Bitch boy, I meant that