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Man, fuck that chorus
I'm in New York on my tourist
They want to meet me top and shit
'Bout to be on TV like that chick
Sometimes I reminisce about how the got missed
I pop a cork and pour 'til I piss
With four or more
bored of your dick
Now a great mix
8 chicks, and
It's kinda funny how is money
And ain't been since
If you owe me call me
Make payments
My
sense when you see my eyes
And you don't a club to see my drive
You be a hustler
Or else they won't fuck ya
The world is customer
Serve em' what best at
I'm from the Bay like Dre where the at?
I fly to see my pops
Did you catch
My is the best dad, focus on you
So hopefully when you see me you get mad
Jetlag, I got it
I'm getting lit with the pilot in the
You I'm fucking playin'
that fucking plane
I ain't trynna die because the pilot's
I stay on some cool shit, don't play with bullshit
I on some cool shit, don't play with that bullshit
Don't always break them, but I always got the bent
Tell me how to do it, when I'm a not a fighter
And I started real young, had a in my diaper
My really got other girls trying to wife her
I like a Mormon
And when I get rich I'm to have midget doormen
Don't me feel important
It's a knock life, ask Jay-Z
Or Annie the orphan, make me bring out the Italian
Start extorting, park Porsche and take your keys
Because if these kids like we were
Then your fucking is going to be gone for sure
I caught slipping at the gas station
All saw, was the car's big ass shake
And after that we were baked, like Dave Chapelle
We raised in hell
How'd I turn so I was raised so well
No trail
I write this down, I'm an Adidas man
No Nike town, my eyes are
I'm 5'7 but I say I'm 5'8
Now you can and go fuck yourself
And all these other boxers tighten their belts
It's Roachy bitch, Roachy Balboa
I'm not a villain, but I kill them
These other rappers are really not
Somebody gotta tell
lay back, in a Giants or A's hat
Always rep where I'm at
A Bay beast, ain't going to change that
Or that
My brain the flame at
And you can't buy the cap, you gonna get chain snatched
Where my pain
I really couldn't tell you how the same feels
Or wood feels
But I will when I get my deal, you can trust
with it, or get the fuck back