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What's your name? Ace Ace? Acito? Yeah You live in the neighborhood, right? Yeah Look, I gotta get out of here, man, I gotta get back (Uh) Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Alchemist I'm Lulu What? Lulu This shit too easy, nigga Okay, what kinda name is that? I don't know, it's my name, hahahaha (Yeah, look) I listen to niggas' albums like, "What the fuck all the hype about?" Like, nigga, I can write one verse that'll wipe 'em out (No cap, huh) Don't make me bring the '89 Tyson out (Hah) I'll get it shipped soon as that Louis Off-White come out (Ha) I dropped a bag, but I can get you blammed free (Cap) Rather pay the bands and have this shit done, that's hands-free (I dropped a bag on it) Went from twenty-eight grams to goin' to get a tan ki (Uh-huh) Only the real street niggas gon' understand me (Yeah, nigga) I'm from where the kids don't get a new jacket in fall Roach in the cereal and every spoon black in the drawer Letras de cancionesMama used crack and his pops shoot smack in his arm He just use that, it's all of the fuel that's in these bars (Woo) Drivin' ambition, I'm focused on the goal like Kawhi in transition (Ah) Remember I sold a nigga a pie with grams missin', now I expand fishes Nigga steal a hundred dollars, find him with his hands missin', nigga (Talk to 'em) Yeah, it's grow house when I roll a blunt (Hah) Nigga got smoked last night, he ain't been home a month (Cap) Uh, shot to the temple, that's the hole-in-one (Boom, boom, boom) With a stolen gun and fuck the police that he stole it from (Hah) I make a G call and the homies come (They on the way, nigga) Big ass FN, that shit hold a drum (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) It's fucked up, I heard my man told to come home early Your daddy a bitch, that's what I told his son (Yo, hahahaha) I listen to rappers' albums, literally mad about the lack of talent I could lyrically acid wash him, ask about me Trifecta of respect, the streets, Rikers, and the mountains Took a toll, I paid ten-fold, behold a man of honor And rare persona, I exhale a air of nostalgia Like Don D, I'm an incomparable artist Transcends, this is a compelling performance Uncut raw, compressed from the connect to the corner I carried the heat aggressive as Mourning Sweat drippin' down my chest in the sauna Majestic in aura, indeed, you can't impress me with talkin' Unless you're a lawyer finessin' the court To take my people from detention to walkin' My rhyme is a diamond inspired by pressure before it There's a lesson in every blessin', never ignore it There's two things I never been, on paperwork or extorted I'm livin' my truth, no lie, Griselda and Cory, uh Lulu, money bags Cito, thank you Que pasa? Do you know this man? No, um, but I'm here about Lulu From Letras Mania