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Kirk Scott Real bad man I barely got the motivation to rap, scribble my thoughts, fuck it Freestyle ain't nothing free, everything cost beloved Frank Sherinian appearance, I keep the walls covered Feed the beats to a bloody pope, I know my core love it Big Cuban all flooded, VS flooded my wrist Trust me, feel me, them lab diamonds nothing like this Everything lit literally, figuratively, how you figure You even making the figures to even sit with me Mob style, got the route chalked out, powerful Rothschild Niggas that talk foul, they get honked down Still dot my Is and baggy my Os The sad cost for all of my crows What you know about going out head west? All that weight in the trunk heavy enough to deadlift But guarantee this getting to the address (Guarantee this getting to the address) What you know about going out head west? All that weight in the trunk heavy enough to deadlift But guarantee this getting to the address (Guarantee this getting to the address) (That work be there tonight bruh) Listen, man you fucking with some cult figures Word to mommy, they don't want no smoke DZA This ain't Ghost or Tommy in no power picture But you fucking with some power players Any day I send a hundred rounds where you lay at Or drop a hundred pounds where you stay at If you owe a tab, nigga, then you better pay that He copped fifty, we threw him fifty and he cleared that ASAP See me sliding through them hoods in a Aston Martin Lifting dead weight like I'm Action Bronson Karma's Gallery, the apartment, gun in the glove compartment I feel nostalgic, blowing gas in front Of New York's captain and sergeant I was dipped in the water, so I'm blessed like the prophets On my way to LaGuardia, taking trips to the tropics Rolex watches, exclusive garments that's made out of ostrich Pirates, mob shit, listen Fuck a pound, we burning tree by the acre Trailblazers, we got the shining and assortment of flavors Embrace us, we hold the keys to every gate you trying to get through Been the ones since we were sketching with number two pencils Pay homage, it's simple, the kid articulate Box him in with conversation, watch them dollars circulate Then I'm overseas with it, land in London, they be like, "Oy mate" Pounds coming punctual, like Greenwich Mean Time, that's a mandate Just trying to make sure that my cash straight I'm the type to cop the boat before the crib on the lake Reversing niggas moving backwards while I'm somewhere off the atlas Smoking nice in the palaces, I'm a Frank Lloyd Wright You see the vision, get with me, they Was fronting like they forgot about money So when I'm up, act accordingly (Act accordingly) Right, what you know about going out head west? All that weight in the trunk heavy enough to deadlift But guarantee this getting to the address (Guarantee this getting to the address) What you know about going out head west? All that weight in the trunk heavy enough to deadlift But guarantee this getting to the address (Guarantee this getting to the address) Right, what you know about going out head west? All that weight in the trunk heavy enough to deadlift But guarantee this getting to the address (Guarantee this getting to the address) Everything safe until we get to the destination