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Now is the essence of my domain And it contains, all that was and will be And I am as I was and will be Because I am and always will be, that nigga I am that nigga I am that nigga (C-Sick) I draw first blood, be the first to set it off Niggas been taking my name lightly, they ain't like me, they don't know who I can get involved Have Chairman dead it all They get a little cheese, become rats, or end up blickin' themselves they Cheddar Bob Price on my life, I'm worth my weight in gold What's ten racks? I spend that on wing tips at Comme Des in Seoul Sharks wing plate with the lemon pepper These jokers get too deep in character man, RIP Heath Ledger V tape and the V for Vendetta Smokin' a Garcia Vega in Bottega Venetta I'm too real for TV, stupid me Only talk to TMZ 'cause I wanted niggas to see the suit was Dries How the fuck they gon' cancel you? When you got two bitches kissing in Venice at the Whitney Biennial That's why they call it the biennial That was Bella Hadid dress I had on now she got on my Amiri shoes Niggas act like I quit fuckin' bitches Like I ain't in Paris three times a year stunting on you niggas Letras de cancionesLike they forgot who brought me in this business Ain't talked to Ye since he been religious, all my Dior is still a Christian I sacrificed for the greater vision Sometimes you gotta pay the ultimate price to make niggas pay attention Still alive I'll tell you niggas a million times This a FAQ, fuck all your questions What's up with all the weapons? Can you stop getting arrested? Please forgive me, I know not who's kid I affected We might get hit with the RICO, my niggas just so reckless Had threesomes in Sweden at Four Seasons Way I run it up, think I need me a orthopedist, yeah I'm saucin' like Uncle Remus The brain was so cold, I had to keep on the Moncler Genius What up to Corey, Leaders, Sir and Madame, Fresh Goods Smoking dope in conversation with Vivienne Westwood Mensa, Mansa, Musa Present, past and future Fans say I been missing like I crashed in Bermuda I pack a Ruger 'cause the shooter be the man that knew you On my block kids turn to stone like a black Medusa These losers tried to put a hit on me I matched that fifty piece, started a dispensary, I'm a different breed I really got niggas faded Could've been smoked for a pound like D.A.R.E. make me feel guilty I made it Talk to James on the phone daily He twenty-six in Dixon, they don't want him out until he turn eighty That's why I ain't patriotic, leave that to Tom Brady Show in Dublin, I get Irish Cream, nigga, not Bailey's Raised in shark infested waters, where it's next to lawless Stray shots, make you a black carcass like Maxine Waters Or leave you crippled, no Calvin Broadus Sons and daughters never met they fathers, they look up to rappers and ballers I stopped hanging with artists, they don't meet my standards We all in designer, y'all just cut from a cheaper fabric Shout out to Virgil, Kirby, Jerry I came out of nowhere like I was the first born of the Virgin Mary Lunch with Lena Waithe in Silverlake, Bellini sofa dinner dates Pacific Palisades flipping real estate Kerry James Marshall level of mastery I start a lot of waves, watch niggas jump on it like Apache All I ask is credit where it's due They cut they teeth try to compare to you, start eatin' and embarrass you Scorpion and the frog parable Niggas gon' tear you down because it's in they nature to, it's terrible It's terrible Mensa 2020 Vision From Letras Mania