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[Intro: Rick
Coast to coast
Red and blue it do I see you
Chi-town all my it ain't nothing but love nigga
Maybach music is deeper than the rap

[Verse 1: Rick

I know murs but I know birds
I bet a new firs that I know all you niggas
Fake guys it ain't even in your blood
Sex money all them niggas give me love
Out in Chi-town all them G's get
Just dough gave 'em king pin status
Shittin' on these rappers undercover
And I brought some work with me for the questions they keep
Masarati it match the denim in the fashion
Make haters smile but that 11 laughin'
Fuck a few
a few celebs
Fuck it fly a
Baby we the
Hoes text
I wanna talk
Got the burner in the winter in the of New York
Better the facts cause it's deeper than the rap
I got people that eat your way cheaper than this
Mob
See the dress
I don't say twice
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And no contest
I sold dope in my own complex
Before ya a star come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a and you get a newer car
Ya girl wanted but ya girl just a fling
I'm a boom that boy that girl was ya thing

[Verse 2: Mark
Breitling flooded links and rings to me
Everyday another hater say they gonna do to me
Please I'm west chillin' my booya trap
Niggas a who where what
Not ya'll
Got me up
coup or trucked up
Head shoota run up on ya point blank buck
Fuck a blog my a hundred large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if there's a
Boy
I ain't gotta move a a soo-woo dumbin' one in the head
I squeeze from ya neck down
I deal now
my young boy I hope my steal down
Started with a down
Ended up page everybody stomped in the warehouse
My alibi Ross the courts know my whereabouts
Feared by loved by few
I'm blazin Bentley til they get me I don't care you bro
I'ma do me if I squeezin my ass shankin'
I ain't 50 but that yayo my bucks bankin'
the game to precede a new squad
New touch my ass lose your arm
Shout out to the homies on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New York on the west side
Condo on Beach
like Miami Heat
Everybody know trip you see runnin' streets