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Featuring Mani Draper & Terrace Martin Prod By Iamsu Of The Invasion (Intro) Yea Yea Waited my whole life for this Yea Uh (Verse) I said I’m cut from a different cloth Raised in a different era Readin the revolution, I’m virtually Che Guevara Shouts out to Ray Guevara Lyrics that uses terror He doesn’t leave my mental, I’m walkin a straight and narrow Makin hystoric music while rockin some apparel And labels that caused house notes Pink dolphin tones Feel the blim cronts, said life’s a bitch It’s money that she want So you can find bravery in my bravado Tryna live up to that rapper from Chicago That hopped out of that Benz out I Prago Spit coke and shouts out to Pablo Letras de cancionesBut I’m more of a Picasso Fuck a hater, they could die slow My mind stay in survival I got a bro that ride around with the bible Uh, and he’s far from a preacher So I hope this message here reaches him Uh, shit I hope this message reaches me We achieve, we communicate through frequency (Verse) Dismissin the preacher where we once prayed at He pulled on him, she stopped him like where the bread at? Keep it clear with that collection, I’ll take care of that The 1%, I can make, they ain’t even aware of that Allow me to play Scorsese for out dearly departed Physically hit but that don dada won’t touch you for father Fuck livin, born to lose, why even bother? Too many die young, bitch I gotta go harder Freaky set cup, to hell with remorse The way Sue be kissin from dawn, I said to hell with her corpse Stuff em in the door, man the truck should be big enough All in one take, same weight, nigga fuck the part Soon I’m to go parted, racing my heart Started getting closer and closer, guess the needles is stuck Light em up, say when, watch me tear em apart All in honor, had killed, she bout to pass the ball Nigga From Letras Mania