"...no dumb luck/All they get is deluxe reflux/When I reflex/Meaning when I flex again on my second project/New flavor/Not a star/But I got dem stars in my favor/Ain't got no paper/But I'll be damned if I don't a cover on FADER/Don't beg my pardon/Weakness will not be pardoned/Weak shit will just be slaughtered/Weekends I be recordin'/Ignorin' all that ballin'/Besides, I can't afford it/I got nothing to flaunt/So why would I be flossin'/Yeah, that right there could get some people talkin'/Best not be my name if you gon be name callin'..."
Til next time
-D-Lock
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