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Plan is to make it,
Nothing was given
So I take it,
Understand,
I’m underrated,
Undefeated,
I’m geeking,
Be like mike Jackson
And just beat it,
On them 808s,
Catch me in 108,
Just for kicks,
That’s why I write,
You feel the hype,
I’m a ghost at night,
In that phantom,
Reclining back, I’m laid,
They mad mama,
Cuz your sun shining,
So they throw shade,
It was perfect timing,
I was the only thing,
This crook gets bizzy,
Now they feeling like they
Apart everything!
Written By KINGBTY
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