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Not even can stop me now
we're flying overhead
heavy words cant bring me down
boy I've raised from the dead dead dead

Kim with shells in wells fargo
laughing waiting to go cash these
my chick bad with class she sharp tho
name whore she worser than marlo
grey charcoal four gallardo
dark low hoodie on like fuck
for trayvon I'm strapped with
run in the biggest bank like this won't long
we don't want your money we comin for straight
so stay calm, no off spray will off
so bug off or get off
my chucks soft rugs becaro plush
trucks porsche meeting Bugatto drug lords
sauce, speaking of powder need much more (early)
niggas act they sign deals
ran to the dealer for the acura as seinfield
i got a lawyer thats corrupted klienfield
go to way its a must that you grind still
trappin back of my still
drunk at a table as a a bottle of wine spill
fresh off my hiatus, hi
reckless i bust a rhyme or violator
only squares you ever was now and laters
once you buzzing, the comin, vibrators
American dreams came somehow
i swore id chase til i was
i the streets were paved with gold
thats what my said
corsie off some new shit, made it from two bricks
bosses take losses and workers make excuses
verse is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a third if you used it
get a bird, you can it, thats what I'm bout nigga
on a mountain I'm so far like a couch nigga
crack the g spot 10% to the house nigga
get on shit n'other rappers spit, its a drought nigga
louboutin slippers, margiela smoke
niggas don't wanna get money they got a broke
gotta toke habit, automatics and low
you had a its too late, no basket
the strip dry, need wet work, wrappin caine second
it was the check first,
the second she fussin, i be the next skirt
network, flew me to mexico, the
left the presie, the marina, terrace around the corner can overlook the arena
known to up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she living single regina
remember who your friends and associates,
before you ride out you better know who you with
no need to hide out as as handled appropriate
ballin he mike, that .45 you approach em wit
dreams came through somehow
i swore id til i was dead
i heard the streets were paved with
thats my father said