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James Conley
James Conley
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Jonathan Parra
Jonathan Parra
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Taz Conley
Taz Conley
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Lyrics

If I come at you legit
If I come through like a spartan please don't call it quits
If I come through out the darkness you gon' call it lit
Big **** I still get into your microchip
Simple **** but I still like a lot of it
Extra sauce on mine
They always pay attention to me I don't pay no mind
I'm living life no strings attached but I just wanna climb
Play my position like a champ I'm always throwing dimes
Oh ayo
Life's a beach I'm trying to beat the box until she K.O.
Life's a trip I'm on the gas I'm hoping that I stay woke
Sitting back watching days go
Bye bye I'm the king of sync and they know
Show you what that monster do
What that monster do
Remember when they said it was impossible
Now you 'bout to hit 'em with the LV coat
You in Burberry parties with the LV dope
This ain't a game if you choke we croak
Huh
I can't hear myself
I just need space I don't need nobody else
Put my foot forward I don't need nobody help
Got my mask on so nobody else can tell
Green backs on me you can't penetrate the shell
I can't do it by myself
Got the team with me I don't need nobody else
Yeah
Yeah
We gon' give 'em hell
Diamond run
Homie we gon' give em
Hell
Finding yourself
Tell me what you know 'bout find yourself
I been on my way to the moon
We just racing the tomb
If you not then you lying to yourself
Uh
This light of mine
Got a little dark inside it parts inside it that don't shine
Putting my heart inside my music it beat every time
Y'all lift the wrong people up but I'm prepared to climb
And when I get in it's a woah woah
Black coffee and papers
I don't wanna be neighbors
Sharpen up like lasers
I'm immune to these changes
Used to it I'm like Haiti
I pick a new city and spread through it like rabies
Broke CD you can't play me
Baby
I been talking less and just feeling more lately
When it comes to beef I'm all gravy
That's for both of our safety
Ain't no pork on my plate
Can't be fake I know what's at stake
Take a tour through my state
Only thing sold out is my dates
I can't hear myself
I just need space I don't need nobody else
Put my foot forward I don't need nobody help
Got my mask on so nobody else can tell
Green backs on me you can't penetrate the shell
I can't do it by myself
Got the team with me I don't need nobody else
Yeah
Yeah
We gon' give 'em hell
Diamond run
Written by: James Conley, Jonathan Parra
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