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• Artiste: SkyCore
• Titre: Presence
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Im trynna find time to rewrite my rhymes Yeah I call that rewind Yeah, missing the fisting Goin up like a piston Your life a meme, rick rolled Future shiny like a crystal Shootin 3s like a pistol I never liked to be told What to do, cause you a peasant She calling me up saying she likes my presence Im having a date with the devil But I'm already dead She loving being inside my mind playing with my head Getting these bands evеryone knew You so fake call it voodoo So much papеr call me an office Try to stop me but you cannot stop this Don’t talk to me Your acting childish Many bands call me a hair stylist Never worked out but I still flex I got a passion for green call me Luther Lex Clout level so high it go through the roof Make your virginity disappear, just like poof Hate all my peers Destroy your career All this money yeah I want it near Bars so sick now im a suspect In my spare time I cash out many checks Get a K in a sec All I gotta do is text I like bragging all day call it the Universal flex Universal flex, im coming up next If my money was in a computer, ya it will have a lot of specs I really do got the check talking Hate one me but you like stalking Got the clock tick tok toking Waiting for more bands it be clocking All you ever start is drama Not one not two but 3 commas So much money I am a Balla Bars so hot they in some lava Please don’t drop the soap You already know I am the freaking Goat All you do Is blow I don’t want you talking or you finna get erased Call me TK cuz I'm in this race My Bars sick, ya they stank So much money I am a bank Out of words don’t know what to say Bank so green its Christmas Day Don’t have to bless me im already blessed Pull up on your girl she finna get finessed You a peasant Your girl calling me up saying she likes my presence Cause I am so pleasant Thinking bout bad times I got an empty essence Ive been, going through a lot today But you stare your heart away Lost the race unlike TK Fire bars is only what I spray Ive been, going through a lot today Need someone nice in my life, Aunt May People tell me to kill myself, but I don't mess with Childs Play But im already dead Pull up on me I'll blast you in the head Fat pigs but they ain't fed In school but im using different lead Bars sharp like a tomahawks flock Make bands but im out of stock Screw the key to your heart im the lock Yeah im more fly than Spock Blow you to smytherians My life a movie and your just a figurine Yeah I'm making figurines How you got clout, thats a mystery Lines hot yeah its blistering Come at me again, then you’ll be history