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Kinrose
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Just turned 25 and I got the same starting 5
We stick to the root of it
Got love in they hands and hate in they heart
I don't what to do with it
They loving your art and want you a part to rip you apart
It's lucrative
On my mark scoping the plot before it starts ain't new to this
Getting too crowded in here hey lil baby can you move a bit
Tyrna be ahead our roots like prefix
I can a read a room and it's looking like fiction
Never call dispatch for a mishap that's a mismatch,
Life paths cut short they gon call it a misstep,
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
Donatello how I shape a line,
I was feeling behind then I realized we was right on time
Going nuts on vanilla niggas like pecans
We scope the opps out like recon
I got a hand you can't handle a handful
They say i'm winning how can they get in the raffle
Got em sick from these sentences, gavel
They bumping me on the road got you graveled
Dang my vocal cords got you raveled?
As a baby when all I could do was babble
Mama said I had that razzle dazzle
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
We want the cheese so we eat through da brie
The amount of pride we swallowed you couldn't stomach
Underground artist safe in the bunker
I keep it thumping I keep it bumping we keep it jumping
If it ain't how to improve my health you ain't talm bout nuffin
End of discussion fate at the door knocking percussion
We bobbing heads making concussions
Am to pm dreaming on being on fm
Love em but fm if they ain't on schedule
Oh that's a foreign? it's a hyundai elantra
But I rock it just like a launcher
They used to rob lil niggas for concords
We was writing jams tryna make shit jelly
When it was our turn to get the rocking
Hopped of the plane thank god for the concourse
We drop a hit it's gon bang like a bongo
I'm w the team we adapt like a dongle
Real smart fella im adept w the numbers
Count till the sun up and bank on a come up
Don't got use big words to hit deep
We hit the deep like bleached coral reef
Black boy essence the flow a loaded magazine
It's a blowout going nuts on the board charcuterie
Never knew what not giving a damn would do to me
Now everything flowing in don't gotta worry bout what coulda been
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
You can miss me with that, with that
You can miss me with that
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