From the first verse of I.Crawl
The dualities, just way too many to be a coincidence
Gambino da Prophet?
Who am I?Rec League, I ain't paying to ball
Y'all B-string like a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the family dog
Yeah, I murder some, I murder one
Explain it all, Ferguson
We ain't gotta sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on
Yeah, what you saying to it?
Old money look, no money don't do it
Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty
(At her boooty)What's the rationale?
They wanna smoke nikkas when they Black & Mild
So we acting out(Okay, cool)
The dualities, just way too many to be a coincidence
Gambino da Prophet?



Could this be one of those staged shyts but naw... 
this nikka ain't predict nothin...reachin breh
