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[Intro] Raider Klan, strictly for my Raiders A life in the day as Denzel Curry [Verse] Okay, it's five in the morning, crack of the dawn and I'm yawning As I just reminisce when me and my cousin used to roll a swish Pussy-ass niggas they act like a bitch, they say I wasn't gon' be shit 'Cause the words I choose to use was just so damn articulate I paint a picture with the scripture my father gave me Went to yelling niggas and bitches and how you wouldn't play me But after my granny passed that's when a nigga grew heartless Run up in the nigga house and shoot the shit like target Get it? With a pen and a pad and I was quick with it Laying down on the back end so me and my niggas could rip it But by then, we broke up, reality hit and I woke up Each and every day, I take a smoke and I would choke up Now it's over, I keep a conscious mind ever since I went sober Stopped speaking of happy times, I wasn't in Range Rovers A few months later I had a chat with Dece Yeah, Mike Dece, a real Posh OG Talking about this rapper that came out the CC Carol City's own folk, yeah, I'm from the Zone 3 Simmie, well Andrew straight out of Myrtle Grove Came a fan to a friend, Raider Klan across the globe People raising eyebrows, think my songs is devilish Know it's quite rebelish, plus my talent's Heaven-sent, ferno Creeping with the flame so they can burn dro Or probably in the Jaguar, bumping while they ride slow Now listen, no need for the hating niggas Wasn't here before but then arrived so you a fake nigga Now my Facebook and Twitter's full of compliments They scream Aquarius'Killa, now triumphant, then accomplishments [Outro] That's as far as I got on my verse Synthesize, realize, life's no game Synthesize, realize, life's no game Synthesize, realize, life's no game Synthesize, realize, life's no game La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la A life in the day of Denzel Curry