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Rather you me
If you've been fucking with me since Port of
It's been of a fucking journey
Music
Ain't nun' changed
Lil' stronger, wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
it on America
it
Beat

I'm pulling off the lot, I bought the
Her bright, don't give a fuck about her past
Her ass be looking good the leggings
But I know that she's missing all the
I run the game by running with the felons
out the Judy, got rich nigga calisthenics
Walking in the room, sipping on the beverage
I know the so I got a lot of leverage
Pissing on these bitches is a (R. Kelly)
loaded .60s smoking on a seven (all ready)
Your dawg get a dime, you wrote a letter
Still in a box, got her acapella
Can't trust no people fucking the presser
I got a chopper, but make me be the devil
He on the door and all the Baswares
me addresses where I'm hiding in the last verse

Dead presidents, dead them dead
Dead presidents, dead them presidents
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent
Dead presidents, dead dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead them dead
Fair sentences, fair, fair
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent

I got thirty white bitches Tommy Lee
I make drug money, nigga, I make blood
On my third passport, and I'm geechie as
I got wet stripper at the airport
I got molly dollars on my transport
Bussing down a bales in the bath tub
Fuck this Philippine pussy in house shoes
I got money, nigga, I got war wounds
This the on the hammer, ain't no dance moves
I was posted on the [??] stupid, hanging my Haitians
Murder's on the news, all front
and catching bodies, ain't no relations
I was stacking Ben Franklins in Fiji
They two times in a row, that's a repeat
And I'm fucking niggas cus they easy
I'm in here niggas wives, balls breezy
She gotta fuck like she like she need me
I got my Maybach all with extra TVs
I a movie every single fucking day
I John when I flood that Patek face

Dead presidents, dead them presidents
Dead presidents, dead them dead
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead them dead
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent

go!
Hands on these niggas, got the yellow
Check off in my pocket like the pages
Fuck you niggas woes, when I was ashing
Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy
Build a empire, yeah whats my state of mind
Motherfuck 'em all, yeah that's whats my state of
Keep the block there, we call it Lego land
Meanwhile the kids smoking like its
Dope boy prez, you who got the truths
Sixteen I bought my first rollie
Legend in my hood like I'm Escobar
riding dirty in the extra car

Dead presidents, dead them dead
Dead presidents, dead them dead
They go to war, yeah, all my niggas militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent
Dead presidents, dead them dead
Dead presidents, dead them dead
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty proven innocent