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Valentino summers and runners
Chains on my niggas like slave
Drug dealers
How many can that Mazda fit?
My talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the Phantom, Ghouls, and Goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection I'm Rodman
The money is the only moment of silence
hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick my mattress
I stop still has an asterisk after it
After all I can a call
I can baptize a
As I wash away my like a Catholic
Who the fuck ain't this
nightmare's in Flint
Children of a lesser God when your got a tint
And I even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in those collections
Life's a
A to Z on her collection, take your pick
in full like '86, Gs on my body
The new Gucci has monograms, God's got him
Let he without sin cast the stone
So I built that all glass quad first home
all of your misconceptions
Hold all of missing weapons
You thought I miss my blessing
The misdirection ya

Your was drug dealer
For 14 he sold crack cocaine

Federico in the flesh
Tacchini inside his mesh
Bitch I brackin' since the '80s
me baby, you crazy
'89 in pull the Benz up
it in, Google's your friend bruh
14-year drug and still counting
Who deserves the medal of freedom is my
He hula hooping through loop holes, working 'round shit
IRS had the townhouses surrounded
to the lawyers
I the foyer
I tore the up
Yeah, that's for Koi
We dining on oysters
I through the garage it's like multiple choices
I 'em pull the Royce up
I'm ghost, I'm hearing noises
I think it's the boys, but I been at Deutsche
We got storefronts, we got employee
We been studios and 40/40s up
The trail is gorgeous
we buries 'em
Before Reasonable Doubt dropped, the hung
bling
Every time I come your city bling bling
My tenure took me Virginia
Ask Riley 'bout me
Ask the 'bout me
Tried to a cell around me
my nigga Emory up
Tried to get him to tell me
He 12, "Gimme 12"
He them to go to Hell about me
Drug anonymous
Y'all Uber's the future, our cars been autonomous
Mules the drums, take 'em to different spots
We call the shots by simply moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles with shit
Nothing real can be threatened, nothing exists
Therein the piece of God
I knew I was a prophet, but I couldn't find a decent job
Life made me
Countin' my right, whipping' white with my left wrist
Daaaaaaaamn
FBI keep bringing them all white through