O4f Da Wall

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My fans I got my vans
Of the wall Off the wall
Of the wall Off the wall
Got of the wall like 
My fans I got my plan
Escobar Escobar
Escobar Escobar

Look 
I mean is not that general 
Talking bout mineral 
The alcohol and food stance just gone be the death of you 
Call another Jesus tryna give another birth to you 
Emotional and Physical 
Is motherfucking radical
Coffin on my shoulder holding black human body
Of this n*gger who was tryna go and join illuminati
They don't learn their lesson they don't motherfucking learn 
Till their head is cut out and finger tips burned
Miscommunication leading to the violation 
Rage between two parties reaping off the nation 
You can read between the line is the pseudo toleration 
I mean look at how the hating when you tryna get the cake
And you tryna get cocaine is in there
O strains in there
We just gone take em out if they're acting God figures 
Or let em eat bananas if they think they're gorillas 
Cause I just walk around stepping on my J's stepping on my J's 
I got my vans!

Got off the wall

You know there comes times when I had to sit down with myself and think of all these high school moments 
Damn! myself I didn't have like all these fancy shoes and fancy clothes and all that you know
Now I'm just sitting here alone starring at a strange clock
And lifelessly is running backwards
Innocent ants are not born that innocence 
Flooding their cold room with their hearts burning
The floor is sluiced with the juice made of crimson blood and bitter tears
fear popping rapidly in their lifeless hearts
And gory death pinching their skin like thorns 
I understand that 
You know some other bitches love us and we still have some more others bitches hating

And I ain't fucking with these old whores no! 
Bad with this one
Titty fall bitch

First I got gold digger gold digger in there
Now buckle up you fucking with wrong niggers 
You fucking with wrong niggers 
Wrong niggers
You fucking the wrong niggers

First I got gold digger gold digger 
First I got digger gold digger 
Then I got my niggers my niggers
We up on the five figures
With five digits 
We up on the

Gold digger you fucking with wrong niggers
And I know you wanna f*ck em' all niggers
Your daddy got the sugar but he old n*gger
And you know the fucking winter cold n*gger
So like Yah! Yah! Yah! 
Part of a plan
Making demands 
Rocking your man bitch i ain't your man
How was your pocket in sinner low
How was it in Finn ego 
Gimme the road like gimme the dose n*gger
How was it in Finn ego 
Money in the pocket we rocking that Gucci

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