I think something's wrong, when the loving stops
Grown up were nothing belongs, on my own puffing bongs
Seem happy but the bluffing stops, drink a dozen shots
Can afford juice and muffing tops, thanks to my hustling props
Shit's hard for a kid, now i've got this shame it's dwelling
Sick of the pain and yelling, but i'm in this game with many
I've flunk jobs, these days it's either gun pops or mug shots
Thug plots, so fuck cops, shit it's just not how it once was
Trust me, most is not seen, now there's no need for the police
You'd agreed if you know me, till then i stay packing weed in the cone peice
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yo u started out nice in the first four lines..
you got a nice smooth flow but your vocab aint where it needs to be..just keep doin your thing & perfect your technique..find your flow ya feelme?
in time your vocab & word play will get better if you work at it..you could have a deadly flow ..just needs sum work..but over all ..
consistancy is an 8 ..
the spit its self a 6..stay up
you got a nice smooth flow but your vocab aint where it needs to be..just keep doin your thing & perfect your technique..find your flow ya feelme?
in time your vocab & word play will get better if you work at it..you could have a deadly flow ..just needs sum work..but over all ..
consistancy is an 8 ..
the spit its self a 6..stay up

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