The Motive

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Rolling up indo, hotboxing the whip
Wet cigarillo with syrup I'm sick
You calling it quits you can't hang you a lame
I got a few more to blow to the brain
Baby I'm faded, the liquor, I mix it
Ain't been this twisted for over a minute
Smoking on Mary like it's a religion
Been thinking maybe I got an addiction
I'm burning up strains to ease up my pain
What is it worth if there's nothing to gain
Up every day, still feel the same
Beause I gotta be the one making the change
Getting so faded, I'm blazing the greatest
I know when I make it the people will hate it
No we ain't relating in no type of way
I got a smile when I walk in the bank
Bitch hit my phone but I'm drawing a blank
Don't save no numbers remember no names
So don't be ashamed because you ain't the first
Gotta admit that your vibe was the worst
Think I struck gold with the bitch that I'm with
Adjust to the jist if I pass her the stick
Just around the corner I'm pullin up quick
My bitch stay fly keep her phresh as a mint
Gotta double the dough, I'm rolling up O's
Leave me alone when I get in my zone
Pray for my bros stuck on the blow
Don't let the devil come into your home
Don't give him control, he'll steer you to hell
Don't make no deals, he'll never prevail
Don't pray to no idols, the government evil
My power greater, my energy lethal
Digesting chemicals, on a new level
Feel like I'm ferg, but ain't dripped out in bezel
So give me a medal, reward me with honor
Make me the king then kill me with a chopper
I'll turn my dream to a dollar and triple it
I got'em thinking that money's the motive
Been bout the business you bastards belittling
My shootas put you down out in the open
I gotta win me an Emmy and get me a Bentley
I'll act out and get me a Grammy
Come get your bitch because she acting too friendly
I'll take her back home and I'll make her the nanny
Poppin that fanny and calling me daddy
She up on the dresser, I'm feelin the pressure
Told me she widit I told her come get it
I took her to Mickey D's, nothin expensive
My steelo impressive, I'm high as a reverend
I'm fucking your momma, I take no discretion
Be scared of my weapon, just give it a second
Pop off any moment, I love the attention
Refuse to be second, never second guess it
Go off on a track teach a lesson
F*ck bout that shit that you reppin
Too late to repent from the mess when you sentenced
Went out on a limb and I got me some chips
I was holdin that 9 on my hip
I was just swerving through traffic and dodging police
They ain't know I had packs in the whip
I'll put some racks in a safe, keep on my paper chase
Feed my soul and my body, got strength
If you ain't with me stay outta my way
I'm unleashing my spirit, my mind out the cage
Gotta double the dough, I'm rolling up O's
Leave me alone when I get in my zone
Pray for my bros stuck on the blow
Don't let the devil come into your home
Don't give him control, he'll steer you to hell
Don't make no deals, he'll never prevail
Don't pray to no idols, the government evil
My power greater, my energy lethal
Digesting chemicals, on a new level
Feel like I'm ferg, but ain't dripped out in bezel
So give me a medal, reward me with honor
Make me the king then kill me with a chopper
I'll turn my dream to a dollar and triple it
I got'em thinking that money's the motive
Been bout the business you bastards belittling
My shootas put you down out in the open

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