.[Verse]
My flow hard to bite for all you stale eaters
And Iâm still smart as hell like a Yale teacher>
Pneumonia, Iâm hot headed, rare fever>
Foul call, no foul ball, play fair people
I tell Bone that Iâm a young nigga, worth some car lots
Two cell phones and a pist.
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