Mandevillain

[00:02.71] Yeah, tell you somethin', this ain't luck, I'm bonafide
[00:06.41] You shoot it down, oh well, at least a nigga tried
[00:09.74] Two fingers up, we push that bullshit to the side
[00:12.86] This ain't enough, we goin' up, you tryna slide? (Tryna slide?)
[00:16.32] Tell you somethin', this ain't luck, I'm bonafide (bonafide)
[00:19.42] You shoot it down, oh well, at least a nigga tried (ra-ra-ra, a nigga tried)
[00:22.63] Two fingers up, we push that bullshit to the side (to the side)
[00:25.71] This ain't enough, we goin' up, you tryna slide? (Ra-ra-ra, slide, slide)
[00:31.77] All my nigga 'bout it, talkin' 'bout we catchin' vibes (uh)
[00:35.22] Last time I checked, I'm earnin' millions off of mines (uh)
[00:38.43] Sell my soul to someone in this world, I rather starve (uh)
[00:41.63] Armani suit, lit cigar, Bottega boot
[00:44.78] The smells of gasoline'll fill the booth, future-proof (future-proof)
[00:48.05] Marni suit, lit cigar, Bottega boot
[00:51.19] The smells of gasoline'll fill the booth (future-proof)
[00:53.74] Okay, I'm bout to link my niggas, and they know me, man, I never care
[00:57.49] But they got the good speakers, and you can smoke in here
[01:00.57] You play your politicians, you be snitchin' like you Paul Revere
[01:03.98] Man, I love this rappin' shit, I hope you never disappear (okay)
[01:07.28] I was still a kid, I pulled my first rhymes from thin air (uh)
[01:10.20] Skinny nigga, but believe that Biggie really brought me here (uh-huh)
[01:13.43] Inspired by The Foo Fighters, if you quit, then you tired
[01:16.67] And you liars could get a whole drum, and a new wire (rrr)
[01:20.16] Blood in my hands
[01:21.07] The wrong nigga to get caught in a jam with
[01:23.61] I don't understand how we can defeat this famine, too many starvin'
[01:28.04] Untap these ruthless artists, dispelled these Reaganomics
[01:31.02] Too much champagne make you vomit (ooh)
[01:32.97] I'm at the peak, funny rappers at my feet
[01:35.71] Only accurate if you can say you mastered what you teach (let's go)
[01:38.95] How I break bread, make sure them killers always stay fed
[01:42.48] Patience, brought me up the ladder where we shake hands (got damn)
[01:46.43] Easy money foreign, touchin' fake fans (got damn)
[01:49.59] Sit on dirty money, you won't stand a chance in my lane
[01:52.55] The octane, blood in my hands mostly
[01:54.96] Only became associates when they hesitated to toast me (yeah)
[01:58.61] They movin' closely, they motives salty
[02:01.68] The game encroached me, stand on my own feet (yeah)
[02:05.07] The angels watchin' over
[02:06.69] I was designed to make a meal but now my cup is spillin' over, and over, and over
[02:11.41] Armani suit, lit cigar, Bottega boot
[02:14.60] The smells of gasoline'll fill the booth, future-proof (future-proof)
[02:18.02] Marni suit, lit cigar, Bottega boot
[02:20.99] The smells of gasoline'll fill the booth (future-proof)
[02:23.86] (You've never been here before)
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