liam
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Look at my life
All the struggle and strife
I deal with on the daily
Haters are spineless
Like snakes, scaly
My words never fail me
King Liam, hail me
grew up like a peasant
Trancending reality
Get in my way
You'll be a fatality
I do it automagically
I say to all my haters
Go ahead, have at me
I make a joint pop like acne
What? That's ridiculous
I don't pretend to be a g
Bustin' slugs and sellin' drugs
I'm just tryna get a hug from a chill honey
But no one fucks with a homie
Who ain't gotta lotta money
I save my change in a jar
