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Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God,
I'm
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
And
even
when
times
get
ugly,
I
won't
ever
stress
hard
And
I
always
answer
back
when
I
hear
the
check
call
And
the
times
they
may
get
rough,
but
I
don't
ever
stress
hard
Cause
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
Straight
from
the
Raq,
I
was
doing
my
shit
up
north
Now
I'm
doing
it
in
the
south
And
no
matter
where
I'm
at,
them
units
is
moving
out
That
byouka
in
the
pouch,
but
I'm
cool
and
plottin
my
next
move
Thinking
bout
the
licks
I
hit,
I
had
to
finesse
dudes
Never
needed
anybody
to
come
to
my
rescue
Always
been
a
small
circle,
and
yeah,
you
can
guess
who
I've
been
chilling
with
the
Fronto
gang,
that's
the
best
crew
Grew
up
round,
trained
Finesse-ers,
they
would
call
me
nephew
I
can't
even
stress
It's
a
dirty
game
finesse,
or
you
gon'
be
finessed
And
I
did
shit
in
my
past,
but
we
not
gon'
speak
on
that
A
couple
of
bands
go
way
too
quick
when
you
live
way
too
fast
I
ain't
tripping,
I'll
make
that
back
cuz
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
And
even
when
times
get
ugly,
I
won't
ever
stress
hard
And
I
always
answer
back
when
I
hear
the
check
call
And
the
times
they
may
get
rough,
but
I
don't
ever
stress
hard
Cause
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
The
Finesse
was
necessary,
call
that
Finesse-sary
Tryna
stunt
hard,
so
everything
intentionally
I'm
still
on
track
to
go
everywhere
that
I
said
I
would
be
Putting
work
in
every
day,
got
my
whole
schedule
complete
And
I
never
treat
nobody
like
they
lesser
than
me
I
got
some
lil'
bros,
I
swear
they
some
bigger
Finesse-ers
than
me
Back
against
the
wall,
and
you
see
I
came
out
shooting
And
I
came
out
ruthless,
how
the
fuck
do
you
think
I
do
this
Can't
be
scared
of
the
risk,
when
you
tryna
get
your
wrist
on
celsius
Ever
since
I
was
a
shorty,
never
been
scared
to
sell
some
shit
And
if
it's
some
shit
in
high
demand,
then
you
know
that
I'm
well
equipped
Finessing
it
forever,
that's
until
I
rip
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
And
even
when
times
get
ugly,
I
won't
ever
stress
hard
And
I
always
answer
back
when
I
hear
the
check
call
And
the
times
they
may
get
rough,
but
I
don't
ever
stress
hard
Cause
I'm
a
Finesse
God,
a
Finesse
God
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