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[Verse 1] Lost many friends over this cold flow See them in the wind, we don't talk no mo' Even my kinfolk walk like hoes Try to get up in my potential goal Won't let 'em win, no, I don't think so Want 60%? You go 'head, go I don't need a Benz to know that I'm that dope I don't recommend they try test my soul Man, I've been the illest, I'm back, ho Feel I'm bein' sentenced but I'll walk though Like I'm dodgin' bullets in my window Man, I'm straight up killin' the blind eyed foes And I'm gainin' wisdom like I'm that old See me winnin', chillin' in all my smoke Yeah, they wanna hit it, I got that sold Come and get your ticket, I light my shows I'm on the illness, chronic toke Don't chill with bitches, I'm on my own Me and my fam and meetin' a ghost See me outside, I'm on that toast How many snitches, how many hoes Ain't none in my crowd 'cause I stay alone I'm rollin' around fucked up from my throne Won't throw it down, hold up, sip slow Damn, I'm gone again Let the winds turn my soul scatter leaf and gin How many times they say they friend At the end of it all they falter skin, yeah And that's how it goes Once they were down and now they foe Once they were true but now they hoes If that's how it is I'll keep none close [Chorus] I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed [Verse 2] The coldest soul to come out abyss Such a morbid code to bust out like this See the road is old, I'm still out this bitch And I'm old to mold my life out this mist And I know it's cold with no crowd dismissed But I spoke what's gold and no crown is missed I'm hopin' open, so loud I'm smokin' up Pounds to ever grow, cloud of bliss Haters sayin' I'm sorta crazy and done Sold my soul for flows, show me Satan I'm focused, blazin', no poker face I'm no Hulk but [?] I'm changin' Ain't nobody realer, iller Even if nobody feel us, yeah hoes, I'm a killer Fuckin' with a ghost till it roast you and grill ya Don't be thinkin' that you got me figured out or familiar My voice is – one million bucks My style is – one million bucks My choice is – one million bucks Get violent – for one million bucks And avoid to give them one minute, fucks But the ones talk it out, don't see them up Matter fact thinkin' back don't see them much Get a strap, rattatat, then see them touched Buck, fuck around if you must But it's your ass in a bag after you're dust Can't turn around, you find out who you can trust It's some cold motherfuckers in a world dangerous You weren't at the scene, if you were, you ain't see Or the next up to bleed, could be them, could be us Now who in the world? Conversation is fucked Heard a boom in the next room wakin' me up [Chorus] I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed I've been the illest, I must get mo' Bitch, I've been the illest, I must get mo' Now you're chillin' out with the realest, now How's it feel to be this so throwed
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