[Chorus]
All that shit together don't equal love to the work I'm supplying
What you selling we ain't buying
You niggas got it watered down the most
I could see your ending already
And the timing is close
We done came too far to have a setback
That bullshit ain't flying
You done fell victim to all the lying
You're on your way out and you know it, LOADED!
Last of a dope era dying
[Verse 1]
Uh, I asked God to bless me with the gift and he spoiled me
Kicking my shit for years now, easy as time recorded me
My style's irate, a quarter disorderly
Bars that'll get you right on your feet
Quarter to quarter fee
You settle for crumbs not where you ought to be
Guarantee, your lifetime slaughtery in my warranty, uh
Chronicles of the last legends
Disrespect the veteran, get you a sad exit
In the book of violations they'll be a fast sentence
Louie rubber bands to compliment my bags preference
Soldier platinum, army tag necklace
I love the game, but it got corny ass stretchers, uh
Need the perfectionist appraise
Crowd around a walking ticket, every breakfast is filet's
Will they spill and out my ears still, rest when I hit the grave
Further I go there's memories connecting us to the pain
All that shit together don't equal love to the work I'm supplying
What you selling we ain't buying
You niggas got it watered down the most
I could see your ending already
And the timing is close
We done came too far to have a setback
That bullshit ain't flying
You done fell victim to all the lying
You're on your way out and you know it, LOADED!
Last of a dope era dying
[Verse 1]
Uh, I asked God to bless me with the gift and he spoiled me
Kicking my shit for years now, easy as time recorded me
My style's irate, a quarter disorderly
Bars that'll get you right on your feet
Quarter to quarter fee
You settle for crumbs not where you ought to be
Guarantee, your lifetime slaughtery in my warranty, uh
Chronicles of the last legends
Disrespect the veteran, get you a sad exit
In the book of violations they'll be a fast sentence
Louie rubber bands to compliment my bags preference
Soldier platinum, army tag necklace
I love the game, but it got corny ass stretchers, uh
Need the perfectionist appraise
Crowd around a walking ticket, every breakfast is filet's
Will they spill and out my ears still, rest when I hit the grave
Further I go there's memories connecting us to the pain
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