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Job's Not Finished Pack

by Ghais Guevara

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1.
James Harden 02:25
2.
Bestie 01:40
I need the baddest bitches As my best friends Yeah ya shawty be all in my DMs Her body a ten But she lookin like Ayn Rand Think they John Woo Im like Ty Lue Ima bring adjustments to the gameplan I be cleaned up in the Gucci They aint even think I was the same man New money bringin out The best me, and we Fightin the blade of the mushrikeen Deuce Deuce spill the juice of fiends Whose noose can reduce the dream David Dukes tryna doom the team Shit really comedy I got flavors that ebony, ivory That mahogany talkin monogamy But i fuck with the trey, that's polygamy Undercover, they tryin to get with me And im never relaxin, im stackin I tax for the feature like Uber deliveries Might just put half a bar in ya eulogy Wait Ghais the hunter of paradise That was never a debate Niggas aint seen a rapper that was this Hungry since 50 Cent Lost the weight Aye I could sell out every state Big G puttin food on ya plate They imitate but they never replace Black God, the superior race Look Came from the lava with Llamas and food for the mommas That's battlin real qualms Keep my hand steady, ready to Turn the Birth of a Nation to Stillborns Touchdown, new shit finna hit Like fye Reach for the champ And we hit like fye Clips stay fye Bitch stay fye Mention my name then he ready to die She cant behave, said the dick is a lot Drip the only time i fuck with a cop Did so much damage in so little time Shit almost like i was born to be hot I suggest you keep it PG We got clips if you thinkin that shit is kawaii I cannot wait to cop BBs I be saggin Ksubi to show off the glock Lawyer just had to get CC'd Doin mob talk, yeah we really got ties Giftin you niggas, i switch up the flow I got so many styles that i cannot flop
3.
Take Out 02:30
Blew ya whole week on a outfit We in the telly with bitches they Shake it to songs that I didnt put out yet Treat a bad bitch like a blicky Not puttin a foot in the city without it We the real steppers The only time they be big steppin Is when they on clown shit I want her whole team And my nerves bad, dont approach me Know some niggas thats pushin the opium So the fiends can destroy they lonely Never knockin a hustle Which is why im Steady tryna party with Chioke Niggas bitches be ugly Im mortified Know that i fuck with the 10s like MJ when he step with the 45 Bald headed bitch cook good Like Binging with Babish Im livin lavish Im tryna live in a world Where all of these crackas Go out like they Ashli Babbitt Why dont save me the sad shit I give the gun to the rabbits Thought i told all you niggas That we from the bottom up Now we flippin the standards Im tryna get me a chain that's so heavy Feel like i be liftin the planet Solid niggas that be takin the dive For the team no Tyler Lockett Weird niggas steady tryna collab But mi no fuckin hablé We the type niggas that move with the Guns that blew out Shinzo Abe We got guns and they got guns So go head get to cookin Or leave me lone I leave you lone and we can keep it pushin I put ya kid in the news like Pusha Know that they tee'd up But I cant really blame em I be talkin that shit when im broke So imagine the shit that i say when Im famous Bad bitch playin lookout Sauce me at the cookout Grew up round that cookhouse You see why im shook now Big Goyard, im booked now I cant help ya self doubt Mickey D's, macs out Order hits like take out
4.
Hans Niemann 01:57
And as the world spins on its axis I had to move backwards Cheated thru the class Momma ima be a rapper Treat it like its bad But i treat it like a passion Got the whole world thinkin Communism a fashion Nationwide love Hashtaggin for the cousin Article after article Little nigga im buzzin Favorite rapper's favorite rapper Know ya idols bumpin the kid I used to be slumped in the crib Now they panty droppin And bra throwin They keep on askin me bout Needle Drop And all thats in motion I knew the block was steady feenin Allah gave me the potion Now i move a crowd of hundred Strictly off the emotion Goddamn Did it for myself then I did it for the fam Did it for the fam Now i do it for the planet Came a long way from Bologna and cheese sandwich But every now and then Niggas cravin a cheese sandwich Cause you could take the God out the hood But you cant take the out hood out the God Ima say it proud Know the game need me Win by any means, Hans Niemann Real niggas losin to the needle Sistas gettin killed for the cleavage Every Black soul on this Earth Is internally bleedin And every breath i take is Gonna put me at risk I know that my first shit had put my ass On a list, but fuck it Only one way to live And i pride on zakat All of myself to yall is what i give Is you down with me I need know is niggas down with me Is you down with me Them white folks tried clownin me In a sea full of clownery You're up 2-0, what's the story, are you not happy or You're only half happy or What's there to be happy about You're up 2-0 Job's not finished Job finished I don't think so Okay

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released December 27, 2022

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