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Yeah This a new generation Switch up the style, I'm regeneratin' I be talkin' to God when I'm hearin' Satan I'm black mamba, pass like I'm Michael Payton Why you think I made Everybody? It's a statement, a way of life Black is beautiful but today, in this day and age A crooked cop will take away your life Come now, that shit ain't no way of life Know some people make music but I make a statement and use it when people feel like they gon' lose it, yeah Why the fuck do you think whеn it comes to an album, I'm dropping like two a year? Hold up, lеt me break down what I'm doing here I get introspective on a record with a message deep in the lyrics But after a while, that shit get depressing, they don't wanna hear it They just wanna turn up so that's when I come back On that Bobby Tarantino, counting money, sipping vino shit It's how we stay relevant to the young I mean, I'd rather be rapping on bricks, but whatever it takes to get to the young I ain't mad at the fact when I rap over 808's with the hat it make me millions Peep the brilliance like uh I grew up on Biggie and GZA but Roddy was bumping that Future and Thug Give a fuck how you came up, I run up like ten out of ten just to show you some love Man, as long as you rapping and killing shit Fuck a car, black man own the dealership Letras de cancionesFuck a record label, fuck a dealer shit Keep killing shit, keep At the crib watching Bebop Writing rhymes in my book and I'm bumping that heat rock, shit smoother than Pete Rock I can't fuck with my phone, need to detox So I pick up the Glock like I'm John Wick Yes, I'm in it for life like a convict When I switch up the style, wonder who this No ceilings like Wayne in '09, bitch, I'm roofless From Letras Mania