Deep Breath

Guilty simpson Marv one black milk Gensu Dean

Check!!I don’t know how this game works

Chicken or the egg which came 1st

The frame work of the great 1

You can’t perp

You might get boo’d while you say ya verse 4

It’s not for the faint of heart

I play it smart bonded by something you couldn’t break apart (never!)

Always been a smooth 1

Back when I was young they cut me paper hearts8

Now I get the real 1s

I’m the type you don’t steal from

Or I’m walking you down and breaking you up

It Don’t make sense? make it enough12

Tally that up caddy lac truck

Hеaded somewherе I travel too much

I give thanks that I live great

African cichlids of the fish tank 16

It’s plenty in it if you figure different

Still I got the save like I’m penny pinching

@ the suite I took her to head to skinny dipping

That how you school her women’s intuition

Guilt!

Marv one

What what what up

Hey look I wanna welcome you to the show where everybody’s a killer

Nickel and dime-Ing everybody’s a dealer

They make beats and rhyme and everybody’s a Dilla

The jails stay full so everybody’s a squealer

The Tires squeal and everybody’s a Peeler

Group of stand up niggas and everybody’s a pillar

We statues out here get it clappin out fear

Pop fly in our field don’t let us catch you out here

Cause nigga now the game ain’t friendly and I’m a make you pay for the pain they sent me

It bang cause the thang ain’t empty

The streets make monsters its fangs is in me

Your blood stains they tempt me

Now look you’re dealing with a damn murderer

Who gets stripes over beef like the ham burglar-er

We are nowhere near the same my fans ain’t never heard of ya

How has this not occurred to ya?

That this a courtesy plus the ones you call big dogs they curs to me

They differ to me

Wait on the word from me

Boy & if you ain’t patient you better learn to be or end up in emergency it’s Marvin

Black milk

Yeah! Back when you sat in that backseat back when your luck wouldn’t last bad knuckles was ashy

Fist balled wishing you was ballin badly

Learned with the cash gotta ball hog no passing

Ask me to go and get the bag say gladly

Done always had a will to get bank like Ashley

Near poor niggas pour liquor but more less

I watched dreams thats never left porch steps

Died in the dirt smile to a smirk

Black ski mask black gloves black tire marks

That’ll paint the ground from the skrrrt!!

Rounds through his shirt sounds I know all too well

Street violence cops hit you with the “please do tell”

Keep silence pray for it all

You trying to find a way to get away from it all

Living it out

Figured it out

Now we flying direct to grab checks bigger amounts

So pull a plate up

Everybody eats entrées from the waiter champagne in the air

Toast up now it’s palm trees year around I rarely see the cold months

From where they blow guns while they blow blunts Detroit