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Valentino summers and runners
Chains on my niggas like runners
Drug dealers
How Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick talk is more obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the Phantom, Ghouls, Ghosts and
mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The money is the only moment of silence
'Cause hush money balances all this and violence
Hat trick under my
Date I stop has an asterisk after it
all I can make a call
I can a brick
As I wash away my sins a Catholic
Who the fuck mastered this
nightmare's in Flint
Children of a lesser God your melanin's got a tint
And I can't even what I sent or what I spent
my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my in those cruise collections
Life's a
A to Z on her shoe collection, take pick
Paid in full like '86, Gs on my
The new has less monograms, God's got him
Let he without sin cast the stone
So I built that all glass quad level first
Shatter all of your
Hold all of them missing
You thought I miss my blessing
The misdirection ya

husband was drug dealer
For 14 years he crack cocaine

Federico in the flesh
Sergio Tacchini inside his
Bitch I brackin' since the '80s
Google me baby, you
'89 in pull the Benz up
Type it in, Google's your bruh
14-year drug and still counting
Who the medal of freedom is my accountant
He been hula hooping through loop holes, working shit
IRS had the townhouses surrounded
Thanks to the
I marbled the
I the floor up
Yeah, that's for Koi
We dining on oysters
I through the garage it's like multiple choices
I told 'em the Royce up
I'm ghost, I'm hearing noises
I think the boys, but I been banking at Deutsche
We got storefronts, we got employee
We been opening and 40/40s up
The paper trail is
we buries 'em
Before Reasonable Doubt dropped, the jury
bling
Every time I come around your city bling
My took me through Virginia
Ask Teddy Riley me
Ask the Federalis me
Tried to a cell around me
my nigga Emory up
Tried to get him to tell me
He 12, "Gimme 12"
He told them to go to about me
dealers anonymous
Y'all think the future, our cars been autonomous
Mules move the drums, 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply our thumbs
I'm a of miracles with this shit
Nothing real can be threatened, unreal exists
Therein the piece of God
I always knew I was a prophet, but I find a decent job
Life made me
Countin' with my right, whipping' white my left wrist
Daaaaaaaamn
FBI bringing them all white vans through