Marc.Made - Blueprint

I den made enemies from dis rappin junk
A little noise now dey mad at us
Extend da clip and da calibers
So every shot come with calluses
First stop might hit Malibu
Just some real niggas gettin wild wit it
Grad student wit some style in him
Eyes low cus da loud hittin
Big loot got yo child whisperin
Heavy set like we cow tippin
We in da field
Shank da game we in dey rib
On ya head we interim
And dem contracts comin with per diem
Yatch parties we comin soon we onboard like we hit da rim
Niggas wit me revolutionary rockin nike max and da khaki timbs
Altercations during celebration getta time stamp wit yo addy pinned
Fuck around get yo daddy hemmed came too far to go back now
Generational wealth, all im preaching now, watch my legacy get passed down
Paint deez lyrics I'm an Old Mann on my Jim Camille
World see me for da boppy music creative prowess academic skill
My bloodline just a better build
Black cultured my kettle ill dats dope shit
Champagne let you soak in it
Conscious scholar gotta soul in him
I dont sell i stream
I dont fail i dream
Too keen too king
All my niggas we team
Reminiscent of dat check mate on yo chess board
Run da game make you "neck" Forest
Shoes off at da front door
Cus its Mama's marble on da pressed floor
Ima get it, built da brand had to tell myself ima winner
Let da haters get da passion
Let da culture get da wisdom
Let da fam hear da vision
Still yo favorite neighborhood super-villain
Running round on my red solo wit da grad cap still tippin

Written by:
Marcus Herndon, Perry Bender

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