Triple Post Offense
Big Ghost LTD, Jae Skeese, Conway the Machine, 7xvethegenius
Uh 7xve
What's good, Skeese? Heh
Shoes cost the old project unit apartment
View from the office is over the garden
Doing mad deals like it's part of a bargain
Telling nothing is average when
They're doing the margin
Bailed my nigga out of Attica
Taught him about Africa
Then he changed his name to whatsaname
Like he ain’t black enough
Alhamdulillah I go to Mecca on the regas'
Chess got us cheques
We was just eating checkers
I'm 'bout four heads a stack
And still sprеad respect
I can't evеn tell you what's next
I need the emblem on the
Ground from the foreign
They travel with the pack with it
But me? I got it touring
But I told em I'd be back for em
I done changed my whole life under a year
Tell em "Get that shit right
The genius revered"
Get in tune like in a booth
And you a new engineer
I'm here to prove I am the
Truth and really something to fear it's me
7xve
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Drumwork)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
(Separate the Jordan mids and Jordan highs)
You, you, yo you
You know I'm gonna school em
You put my back against the wall
You know how I'm gon' react
Our whole neighborhood could get it if it's
One way out like cul de sacs
I rock the white and blue Bo Jacks
The broken bats with the icy soakers
My heart is as cold as a frozen frap
I left em shocked
They swore I was GOAT when I spoke the raps
I'm the local cat
Coming for mines like the IRS
When you owe em tax
I'm on my own two and I won't collapse
I'm calling cap if rappers say
We in the same circle, no way we overlapped
How you cold as a polar cap
And still hotter than smoking stacks?
The key is I'm a legend like
The symbols on an open map
I don't overslack
I overgrind and niggas know it's facts
Was at they heads with the lines
Even when I was Opening Act
Them corny niggas always rolling in packs
They women's intentions be out
Of this dimension, i don't over-attach
These days I do a lot of humble bragging
I recognsie my greatness
Realising they under average motherfucker
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
You, you, yo you
You know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You can't impede my progress nigga, I advance
Even if I gotta fire the entire camp
The windows to the soul's through
The eyes of man
I seen niggas eyeing my bands
Tryna devise a plan
They see me driving by in Lam'
Used to eat the halal cart
White sauce for my rice and lamb
I got fans inspired in France
When I signed my deal I had
A prezzie on my right hand
Talent club at the cosmo, I'm a private man
Sipping Casa, at one-ninety grand
See how my mind expand, now I'm a wiser man
I bought enough jewels
I'm only interested in buying land
Uh, ring on every finger same color
Flush these niggas out
I got an all diamond hand
Uh, the silence of the lamb
I told you it's getting spooky
I'm the Michael Myers man, I arrived again
Knife in hand
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
(Hahaha, yeah)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
(Fuck outta here) you, you, yo you
You know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
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