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I'm not here for a seal of approval My name is in permanent paint with no removal I'm about to tell 'em that they should get to stepping I'm here to feed my bubble, if not, I get the weapon I'm getting what I need and greed'll lead to trouble That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double Nothing came from being subtle I'm a leader, nothing came about from being humble Listen, whether or not the plot twisted Basket for bread like chopped kitchen My arm hurt, too many curves, I stopped pitching This is the time I started smoking weed and got distant Everything I talk is not fiction I make photographs, Rule of Thirds and crop pictures Checking for work, I do construction Every time I disappear it's through production I'm like, you're missing the point, I give the drummer some And write my best shit from perspective of 21 I've done that and been there Even when I'm outside, I'm in there I'm getting what I need and greed'll lead to trouble That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double A lot of things people do is worth complaining Out of pocket, trying to gain from entertainment Letras de cancionesI put the cards from the trick in the deck And told them I don't trust humans, get me off of this wreck Once I'm out of here I'm heaven sent if they're telling it Until then I'm hell-bent on points relevant Out my element, avoiding curses Went away to make better beats that never surfaced What type of shit is this? Getting what I asked for A bunch of bad accidents that happened in a crash course I need to beat to move me or I'll stay idle People on the way up, coming for their title That's when the point of getting better gets defeated They find a pattern they like and then repeat it My 13s carry me as far as I go As far as I know, I might be in the car when it's blow I'm getting what I need and greed'll to lead to trouble That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double From Letras Mania