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This shit make me wanna get down wit my bad self
Feelin like a million, I don't have wealth...
Not in pocket, but fulfillment I got it
It's like a hunnid grand got everytime that I jot it
(everytime I write these rhymes)
Make way for the fasting artists
Sacrificing for the moment, dog we gladly pardon
Last summer we was HellaSnacks track recording
Nowadayz we planting newer seeds, rappers garden
The shit we make could spread across the fifty states
Blow up over time, nods to Ricky Lake
Feel good be the music
Its chill boogie
Quality on the low
You call it concealed goodies
Straight jammin
This aint for who hate dancing
d&j n we makin a great tandem
Sac-Town where we hailing from
Westside the greatest son
Peace what I'm all about
Hate what I'm stayin from
Lavender first name Daniel bruh
Eugene middle name too clean
Feel em (mayne)
That was Jewelz we link up
Act a fool
Cracking up laughing a lot more than average bruh (havin fun)
I don't see how niggas could be mad at us
Saul Good
Where we comin from it's always
Good Vibes
So the type of shit we make is
DnJ ill shit bein made
Create own genre yo what be the name?
(FGM)
Let it be known
S'what I'm reppin till the death of me homes
Lay in a casket as a skele-T-on
But the music everlasts so I could never be gone
For good-ness-sakes
(ness-sakes)
This great
(this great)
Make no mistake
(mistake)
This came from De La Soul give thanks
AOI: Bioinx where I got it
"Trying People" everyday I gotta knock it
That song is a lifetime of inspiration
Give it my children as a demonstration
Long as you willing try, you'll make a difference baby
S'why I say it
Saul Good
Where we comin from it's always
Good Vibes
So the type of shit we make is
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