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ILL-Made Lyrics by IMP3RI4L

2020

[Verse 1: Se7en of 34]
Let's go
I’m ready for the payday
Been stocking them piles like Hayday
Your new shit givin me a headache
It's soft like a daisy in a may day
Give me a mic imma spit imma kill that shit
But you out here screamin mayday
Give me a mic imma kill that
X was alright but it ain't that
Shootin my shot like im Kobe
Im gettin close to an OD
Hoppin on me is a trend now
Fucked her so hard she passed out
She disposable like a tester
Im tryna do my best there
[Hook: Se7en of 34]
You really wanna pay the price I hope you mean it
No one in my city ever said I did ‘fore he did it
I keep winnin and my clique lookin heated
34 up and the rest remain seated
[Verse 2: Se7en of 34]
Life was alright then I made it my bitch
I don’t fuck with a mid no Aldridge
I don't fuck with drama
That's on my mama
I came up with the lighter
That ignited the fire
IMPERIAL burnin the rap game that's what got us higher
The new Messiah
Only smoke with real ones they bring me the doja
This flow will bring me to Cali' like I'm on LA Dodgers
My dreams are out of my budget
But I'm out of my mind
You gon' respect me and my name ’til I’m out of my prime
[Verse 3: Chatty-K]
Explain myself with a few words
I'll turn those words into zeros
Swipe up on us, we’ll go Leroy
Stains on the fingers, Cheetos
We flow like State's heroes
But we metric,kilos
Draw inspiration like Picasso
Take a cowgirl and put it in reverse with a lasso
Sick shit just so wicked, anything at all i can kink it
Snared in this rap shit, I'll better kick it, better kick it (uh)
[Verse 4: KM$]
Back at it again
Know you listening
I can never be the second
Hope you bitches understand (uh-huh)
Now back it up
She sucking like Dracula
Why you bitches faking drunk in love
Take it on regular
Now they wanna be taking pictures with me on tomorrow
She took a sip of my shit and begged me to take her to Mars
Never heard of another city that's bigger than ours
Top on the rap shit right when I get my cash in
[Hook: Se7en of 34]
You really wanna pay the price I hope you mean it
No one in my city ever said I did ‘fore he did it
I keep winnin and my clique lookin heated
34 up and the rest remain seated
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IMP3RI4L

IMP3RI4L

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