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And regardless to how much power you have God sends prophets and messengers They don't care nothing about your power Because they come from the power
Rare nigga, I'm a wonder Your best success Is my worst blunder Feds tap the number Jewelry jacqueline onassis could appreciate, weed to alleviate the pain Eddie kane, richard pryor pinky ring Watch your conduct nigga Throw parties for my niggas that's living You guessed it Models ya'll keep them if they anorexic Love them but can't trust them Hate them but won't bust them Caking in savings, spending, wasting, it's like a custom Tats are hieroglyphic, lipstick on the collar I got more to lose than you do, but I'm a rider When did the rules change? Y'all living trendy on pennies Meeting deadlines with ease no game You fire? I'm butane Gator timbs, ostrich belts These be the times that I surprise myself My niggas looking like black crows and pack shows The don's voice stay pristine like I'm still 17
I'm rich, black, african Rocking the golden mack Shelling leather gucci like it's on my back Woolie-boxing hoodlum in the trench Rinse these niggas, '86 gazels dicing near the fence Mike tyson's disciple, trifle with my pen it's a rifle 16 ways to shoot you through your chrysler duke Exhaling with niggas, the jails argue Bring the best niggas to the table, I'll sic all my whales on you Custom wooden speakers rock alices, rump on polices Dump on creatures, holidays and preachers Stainless steel watches, ostrich turtlenecks Here's the deal: if we can't come in, they can't have the field Bones in cisco', murder instrumentals Cayenne porsche rap, how many horses live official? I run with generals who flash uzis in interviews My shit is deep, we fly, swim, dude
Verse 2 gotta be all murder like The first verse Timbs yellow like the hair on a malibu surfer Yellow like my harry winston, glistening arm b Yellow like new york city: piss stained concrete
That's right, yo, who voted toasting in the wind, las vegas otis What you know? leave right here we ghost in the lotus Put a package on your head, be promoted, keys in effect Paying these dumb fucking d's off with donuts
I hate, to see you, acting like a slave To get an advance here, an advance there Because somebody else controls your destiny
Aiyo, I'm rich, black, umbrella calico captain Wes craven with a blade and a black I'm hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments My shit is listed like informants pics You know we order hits, planes flying, niggas is sure to getcha Whether in costa rica, lisa, she sure to twist ya Eating chow lo mein with chopsticks, glocks with aim Watermelon chips, pop some 'pagne For all the riches, niggas forcing out they feelings, kid Whether in hallways or the boats, now feel us, kid Out in alaska, in the astons, remember my passion Hungry wolf who never eat in his castle Bolivian connects restless, yeah, chef ambidextrous Quick to back you in like the lexus shit Hunted by the fbi, we gracious, more demonstrations Shit is tough, milk the carnation
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