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"#IKillShit Pt. 2 [0 To 100 Remix]"
Fineprint stay on some trill shit
Keep it real hot, sparks jumpin' off my grill, shit
Fuck niggaz be on that rap wit'out a mil' shit
An' I don't feel that shit, they need to kill that shit
Look nigga, this rap shit ain't just a meal ticket
Can I live tho? Or can you live wit' it?
I'm here now, you gotta deal wit' it
Go against the grain 'til it turn to whole wheat, an' have a field wit' it
Oh my bad, I mean have a field day
They be on my +Cloud+ all the time 'cause they don't get no +Real Play+
I still say, I'm the hottest, nigga ix-nay
On who you fuckin' think the best, let them wolf tix lay
Where they may, just like the chips fallin'
Success got my number, man I swear she keep callin'
I keep fallin', y'all niggaz just keep stallin'
You keep talkin', glass house, see all in
I'm just a Southern nigga, yearnin' nigga, keep it burnin', nigga
Olympic Torch feelin', world keeps turnin', nigga
You gotta discern the truth to get ya earnings, nigga
Now back up an' check ya space like kernin', nigga
I'm on a roll, tryna stack faces like a totem pole
Holy moly, hail mary; baby, look what's on my scroll
Sold my soul, 15 minutes, shit was bogus tho
Now kick rocks, open-toed; force my hand, I overload
They say my fuckin' ego fuckin' overblown
But I've been at this shit for years, mostly on my own
In 2010, was rockin' wit' Chris an' Trell
Went sour, said I'ma get it by myself
Fast forward, now I run wit' TGL
My niggaz Ghost an' GORV, we gon' bring these niggaz hell
Lookin' towards the future where I can say I did it well
Can only go diamond, fuck gettin' shelved
Heh... I'm goin' in like Splinter Cell
Y'all overt, man I swear I keep it covert
10 years should look better for a introvert
Fast cars an' bad bitches, gettin' in a skirt
I wanna whip a Maserati, make that shit just skerrrr!
I wanna shit on old allies, make them niggaz hurt
I wanna go so fuckin' hard to where they have to work
Way harder, way smarter, or be on the run like Bey Carter
The Wayfarer, travel dirt
Niggaz bitin' dust ain't half my worth
I swear I never fuck around, but competition nymphos
Feelin' I'm the illest out of all my fuckin' kinfolk
Goin' the distance, Hercules wit' the bars
Listen to the words, certainly goin' far
Think you murkin' me? Not at all
Who else you know comin' back like a Saiyan everytime his fuckin' back's against the wall?
No more dealin' wit' these fuck niggaz
I love the game but would never say fuck figures
Gotta make a profit, praise ain't enough, nigga
Do it on my own to show you I don't give a fuck, nigga
Hook(x4):
0 to 100 nigga, real quick
Real quick; trill shit when I kill shit
0 to 100 nigga, real quick
Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga
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