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letra de first entry - el robinson's journal - parallel 1

like malcolm said it i gotta get it by any means
coming from a place where gunshots wake you up out your sleep
trying to make it global its n-gg-s dying from local beef
crabs in a barrel its too much negative energy
you think small so you could never connect with me
the majority of you are not who you pretend to be
and scary they’re just as yellow as cheddar cheese
make a game plan its so many possibilities
no time
to fall behind
with small minds
and that glock 9
i kept mine
at all times
now i’m just fine
i sip wine
in sunshine
on the west coast
take boat rides
in low tides
did everything but sky dive
and rock climb
maybe soon i’ll schedule that with some white guys
ghostwriting verses now people heard me about time
write it then record it producing slaps from both sides
i’ll make my home in this game we call entertainment
drop a little ep for a down payment
growing up i never said that i want to be famous
that idea was abstract jackson pollock painting
louisiana n-gg- wildin’ out in california
made a solid game plan then i had to run it
setbacks and distractions i see em by the dozens
stay focused make connections bro and get your money
blew bags in my past i was just a youngn
now i’m making plays with the bucks like my n-gg- gannis
antetokounmpo
need my pockets on sumo
heart colder than juneau
but 24k like bruno
had a latina dallas who grew up in a group home
i could have been her chulo
but moneys número uno
help your family that’s one of the major keys
never stingy with money since we were teens
because i know just how hard the struggle can be
i hate not being able to help when family’s in need
my cousin had some offenses
they issued warrants to get him
he needed bread for defense just
stop him going to prison
my homie called me up tripping
he lost his job in the city
he needed money for rent and he
and checked his stash and its empty
check my past and i’m simply r e a l
i’m not a gangsta but i handle all beef myself
just a hood n-gg- with that heat on my belt
squeeze triggers like sicarios in cartels
if you’ve never joined a gang then you’re not a gangsta
most of you are not the characters that you’re portraying
clout chasing for your music so the kids play it
if you’re from the burbs be proud can we trade places
if your life was a book would you write changes
i would probably scribble out where there was time wasted
i know now that i’m bigger than my imagination
i’m from a place where very few do something amazing
i would have less fun and more inspiration
til me and jay-z where on a first name basis
peace out is how i greet these haters
you don’t like me i’m un-bothered i don’t need these haters
say you got it on lock had to teach these haters
i’m a mac can’t control alt delete me haters
command option escape
force quit on these lames
who i am is the same
but my situation changed
who you are is a shame
and your situation came
out to be worst than what it was when you started the game
living for clout
didn’t help anyone out
didn’t invest any money
didn’t buy your mom a house
catch em talking to producers trying to lower the amount
how are you cheap talk people with those diamonds in your mouth
getting strong eating beats like children taking a vitamin
even when i was little i always had some fight in me
ghostwriting hits now all of these rappers biting me
i’m not even on tender and all of these b-tches swiping me
made a couple rappers greater and i did it quietly
living like a regular person out in society
haters want me gone the industry has its eye on me
i’m too busy winning for now and as far as i can see
i’m working on my temp now
trying not to flip out
cool until i’m p-ssed now
working all my sins out
grind i can’t quit now
if i’m ever locked down
beat the case mistrial
never turn snitch now
never rat friends out
don’t care how it sounds
right here in this town
seen a couple big clowns
flex what they did now
feds in the mix now
judge heard you spit now
ain’t talking sh-t now
rep louisiana like a$ap in harlem i’m
at the club and i party with
college girls in their dorms
and women working on jobs
with strippers thots and some models and
cougars with grown daughters and
i was swimming in all of em
showing off guns on instagram live
trying to make people think you’re some kinda bad guy
call people out then you run from the d-mn fight
see ’em on the streets then wait for them to p-ss by
not concerned with rappers claiming they’re on
record sales and streams proving em wrong
drogon when i’m snappin’ on a song
flames hot enough to melt the iron throne
dinosaur i’m a mastodon
future king i’m a champion
spit a verse on a sample song
eat the track that i’m rapping on
new shovel i have it yo
bury n-gg-s in catacombs
add a verse to you’re favorite jawn
like a bonus i’ll add it on
half of you are clones
don’t come at me wrong
i’ll expose you like insta thots with just panties on
then explode that little clout that you’re standing on
call your lady’s phone
now her things are gone
when you make it home
something like a divorce
you, should have stayed on course
the rap game is yours
but i snuck indoors
like a trojan horse
in the trojan wars
i was chosen boy
but my achilles heal is just selling words i wrote before
nah, let me elaborate more
my achilles heal was just not knowing i’m chosen boy
now i finally get it so my ambition is take whats yours
til my team is eating like we all live in a grocery store

[now i finally get it so my ambition is take whats yours
til my team is eating like we all live in a grocery store]

think about whats on my mind before you step to me
you don’t know whats in it like cheap molly and xtc
cookin’ beats with flames
these other rappers could never see
my plan to k!ll the game
call it my rest in peace
recipe (shui)

[kali muscle]
why you worried about what a motherf-cka do
you know what i’m saying that’s b-tch sh-t
the b-tch motherf-ckas out there
y’all know y’all b-tches
that’s the cold part about it

- parallel 1

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