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Obama who dat
I bet you knew that.
ENJOY THE fruits of labor plant the seeds and it grew
fruit snacks I move that 2 make 2 stacks
feline right under the fan im a cat

I 2 blunts to the face now im 2 smacked
I don't a safe put the money in a shoe rack
And if you shoot me I aint even gonna shoot
Im really just amused send the goons you snooze at

You
new
you dudes
like foodstamps
Confused that with the fact that I do trap I back
To new york to get my groove back but i never really dat

And ya boy like
a durag
You trying to play me
Where the fucks the at
My pockets looking too fat and i trying to lose that
My on the couch eatin hot fudge and moose track

Ice
i move at a speed
is a Viking
consuming
I cruise in the night the moon is the brightest
I smoke blunts to the don't ask me to light shit

bricks and coke bitch
Wall Street
Top knotch
I'm to take flight quick
I in the sky
reside cloud ni9e is
So it's only that I'm high on my fly shit

Sniff a of China white
igniting all the
Now I'm feeling kinda
Walk toward the blinding
You softer than
Mike and
You don't live type of life
You the shoot a type
call me when you fight

It's the fruit Rat Pack
You I been had stacks
I'm in the trap with 10
Racks in the
And i smacked
facts I backtrack
the new snapback

Where the is my hat at
I just get to 21 like black jack
Bitches get backslaps then collapse in a
preformed black magic on a easter basket
Then framed Roger

I know you motivated the captions
All are zeros
We unmasked
Henny with the
Sipping thug
My is in the bath
With the splashin

My turn to ashes as
Im sitting back at you
Muthafuckin bastards

like a muthafuckin doctor I got a lot of
I speak real a lot of you niggas hating

Perfect
My and punctuation
You ain't gonna make it
If you communication
30 dollars was a
7 month
That was a year and
doing the same shit

Im rolling up another blunt cuz I ain't tryna turn it up purp burn it up money straight perm it up I don't even take breaks permanently earning it haters I ain't concerned with em. U .thots I be curving em
niggas talking crazy yo tell me where that burner went make obama get the massacreing and the murdering chop a nigga body up then add em to the burger blend French fries cold sprite das what ima serve em wit
Suicidal thoughts subliminaly infiltrate my interior mental state the inferior and the fake but im gucci great 2 g's put it in the bank what the fuck is in yo dutch