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  1. Asia Aaron says:

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  2. Dafydd TB says:

    Lyrics:
    You good, T-Minus?

    Niggas been counting me out

    I'm counting my bullets

    I'm loading my clips

    I'm writing down names

    I'm making a list

    I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit

    The real ones been dying

    The fake ones is lit

    The game is off balance

    I'm back on my shit

    The Bentley is dirty

    My sneakers is dirty

    But that's how I like it

    You all on my dick

    I'm all in my bag

    This hard as it get

    I do not snort powder

    I might take a sip

    I might hit the blunt

    But I'm liable to trip

    I ain't popping no pill

    But you do as you wish

    I roll with some fiends

    I love 'em to death

    I got a few mil'

    But not all of them rich

    What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?

    What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?

    That's my next mission

    That's why I can't quit

    Just like LeBron

    Get my niggas more chips

    Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist

    This watch came from Drizzy

    He gave me a gift

    Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss

    They act like two legends cannot coexist

    But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing

    If I smoke a rapper

    It's gon' be legit

    It won't be for clout

    It won't be for fame

    It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same

    It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers

    It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane

    Everything grows

    It's destined to change

    I love you lil' niggas

    I'm glad that you came

    I hope that you scrape every dollar you can

    I hope you know money won't erase the pain

    To the OG's

    I'm thanking you now

    Was watching you when you was paving the ground

    I copied your cadence

    I mirrored your style

    I studied the greats

    I'm the greatest right now

    Fuck if you feel me

    You ain't got a choice

    Now I ain't do no promo

    Still made all that noise

    This shit gon' be different

    I set my intentions

    I promise to slap all that hate out your voice

    Niggas been counting me out

    I'm counting my bullets

    I'm loading my clips

    I'm writing down names

    I'm making a list

    I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit

    The real ones been dying

    The fake ones is lit

    The game is off balance

    I'm back on my shit

    The Bentley is dirty

    My sneakers is dirty

    But that's how I like it

    You all on my dick

    I just poured something in my cup

    I've been wanting something I can feel

    Promise I am never lettin' up

    Money in your palm don't make you real

    Foot is on they neck

    I got 'em stuck

    I'ma give 'em something they can feel

    If it ain't 'bout the squad

    Don't give a fuck

    Pistol in your hand don't make you real

    I'm dead in the middle of two generations

    I'm little bro and big bro all at once

    Just left the lab with young 21 Savage

    I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch

    Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak

    Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville

    Straight out the projects

    No faking, just honest

    I wish that he had more guidance, for real

    Too many niggas in cycle of jail

    Spending they birthdays inside of a cell

    We coming from a long bloodline of trauma

    We raised by our mamas

    Lord we gotta heal

    We hurting our sisters

    The babies as well

    We killing our brothers

    They poisoned the well

    Distorted self image

    We set up to fail

    I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga

    I just poured something in my cup

    I've been wanting something I can feel

    Promise I am never lettin' up

    Money in your palm don't make you real

    Foot is on they neck

    I got 'em stuck

    I'ma give 'em something they can feel

    If it ain't 'bout the squad

    Don't give a fuck

    Pistol in your hand don't make you real

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