Wrong Route - Intellectual

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Well, here's go nothing

Figured out I went the wrong route

So I got with a sick tight clique & went all out

Okay

I wake up with the kush taste still in my mouth

I step outside all the neighbors still smelling the ounce

My dollar amount

So heavy dog you can’t even count

Oh I’m a bum? Keep it in mind when I’m running yo mouth

Wasn’t bred into a gangsta but I gotta handle mine

And the seven ain’t scared of eight because his cousin carry nines

In the jungle with the apes, snakes, cats and the rats

Eating grapes with the pound of trees rolling on my lap

I’m a king homiе, the crown was made beforе birth

And this ring homie, I show the word you gotta skrrt

If the meek shall inherit the earth

I should be covered in dirt

I need the son and I ain’t talking McGirt

Same shit just a different toilet, that’s why I got 'em pissed

Three years in this shit and still ain't pulled as nice as this

So these niggas took the wrong route

And then you ran into my sick ass clique and we went all out

Figured out I went the wrong route

So I got with a sick tight clique and went all out

After mine's, you will know I actually crafted minds to explode

Mastermind, don't you know I be cracking spines with the flow?

Forever ready, these weapons hereditary

Cemetery with the rest of these rappers forever buried