49th Parallel

"Pinnacle"

[Verse 1]
Pickin' up the pieces, all notes are deleted
Retreating in my own mind
[?] 'cause I need to be the nice guy
That's the right time to admit that sh*t like never
Tryna forget all the sh*t I can't remember
Need to take a couple steps back like [?]
Tryna be the greatest in this sh*t like ever
Tryna be the latest on a long list of rappers
But the haters keep me caged all coup like [?]
So I light a little green, I ain't talkin' no phenol
Help me get sick on the beat like strepto
Chick in my Jeep 'cause you know I'm next, though
Girl, take a seat [?] the stress
[?] to be born, she's obsessed
Gettin' off track, I guess
I digress
Up to my neck in the hate
While I'm up to my head in the checks
Your girl don't [?] in my DMs
Than we got to talking like TED
Added the ex, now I'm takin' a debate
Well sh*t, some things are better unsaid
Like, let's get this bread
Man, that sh*t should be obvious
Spread in the world like a communist
Hop on this track [?]
I bet that I brought it
And I might just say that I called this sh*t
No 4-1-1 when the beat comes and my team goes dumb
So f*ck I'ma let 'em
I'm done

[Verse 2]
The style is original, we are the pinnacle
Never astray from the trade (Uh)
Never satirical manifest miracles feeling like I am to say (Uh)
One of the physical f*ck of dismissal 'cause we in
This until we break the bank
Smoking [?], nothing to lose
Get out the way, the 49 crew, we got that flame
Only a few could rival we say
Check your direction, keep the complexion
Bust up on flexing
f*ck with the section, my team is reckless
Tell Smith & Wesson: "no need for [?]"
We aim for their head, b*tch
[?] your breakfast up to the heavens
Say your last blessings
Good guy

[Chorus]
Tell 'em we ready (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never quit (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never finish (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Straight in the business (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 3]
Okay, [?]
Like, believe me, got my f*cking stash [?]
Can't see it
[?]
I'm a rock saw
GTA b*tch, swerving in a fast car, like NASCAR
I think I made it, feel like I'm famous
Greatness is all that we chasing
[?] is stainless, haters adjecent
They watching me as I lane switch (Uh)
Switch up my flows like I switch up my hoes
Straight to a point like a f*ckin' free throw
Forbidden fruit, the truth
You mad you got di*k from two dudes in the group (Oof)
Off the rain, shake the chains
Spit flames, motherf*cker, we run the game
I see veins down the ranks, finding things
Chili boy, you better know the name
[?] like a gun range
Still the same me, ain't nothing changed
I've been the man, see it on my Instagram
Talk sh*t you better understand
I love the beef, no lettuce, no cheese
[?] motherf*cker, man, you can't feed the beast
f*ck, I rather leave you decease
Next day I'm on a beach, agrees
Bad b*tch underneath the sheets
For now we all arise like yeast
We don't compromise, all we do is slay beats
I'm on throne and you can't have a seat
And I'm in my own zone
Have you prayin' like a priest

[Chorus]
Tell 'em we ready (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never quit (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never finish (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Straight in the business (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah

Tell 'em we ready (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never quit (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We never finish (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Straight in the business (like)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Good guy

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