Slippin

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[Intro] Inner peace, next level Flow 27 head [?] Well medal 11-11 [Verse] I wish to recognize the difference between Thinking I can, saying I will and sealing the deal What do I mean? Don't want to fuck around and dabble for my time Wrestling my innermost desires Third level water sign blind to the fire But cool to the touch Can aluminum crush, yup that's one to the gut Been moving this energy, ghouls can be enemies I ain't really into sin, not innocent Because his zen was heaven sent Doubt a man of honor straight drunk off his inner peace Leave me the god, give me- Please give me the keys So I can see the breeze in the trees The distance between me my dream and the leaves Ants king only justify the means, not the meaning I won't blame entertainment for the scene I aim for the stage reaping green To flail in the days for our living is elite Mount bill on the table kinda steep Finna uber to the beach I am sure this is pure, what is yours And my music is free My muse on a meek Straight bleed for a mill Spill jays for a lease Like Justin Figueroa, it get real in these streets [Outro] Don't get caught slipping (snow) It's real, this real, it's really real Don't get caught slipping (don't get caught slipping) It get real in these streets Peace out man
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