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Molotov candles
What i throw up
Till lambos when i pull up
Whether moving crowds
Or grand pianos ima blow up
Sopranos with scandals
Don fedoras when i show up
Hand full of aces
So tell me why would i fold up
Everyday is birthday
So pop another bottle
Groupies in dms
Hoping to hit lotto
What you thought this was
Who you think this is
It might be a long night
Bout to handle my biz

Rick ticky timble
L's is the symbol
Left lizzle my nizzle
The lane make it look simple
What you call competition
I call pathetic
You exist but will never be i
Despite your efforts
If we steal health for wealth
And no honor amongst thieves
What will be my downfall
Pride or the greed
Is it one in the same
Where some see fame
Some see shame
Just a random thought
Vibing with mary jane
Labeled us worthless
Then in came the circus
Shoulder holsters
Still fully loaded with purpose
Not like these rappers
You used to
Im fresh air to breath holders
Cause these culture vultures
Polluted you
Its more synical
To mentally abuse you
Back to your seat
At the kid table i excuse you
Leave my verse as the note
Before you tie the noose too
Every star hits the top
Im the entity you lose to

Molotov candles
What i throw up
Till lambos when i pull up
Whether moving crowds
Or grand pianos ima blow up
Sopranos with scandals
Don fedoras when i show up
Hand full of aces
So tell me why would i fold up
Everyday is birthday
So pop another bottle
Groupies in dms
Hoping to hit lotto
What you thought this was
Who you think this is
It might be a long night
Bout to handle my biz

Birthing my dreams
Im ready to push
Like contactions
Any particular fashion
I serve whoever asking
From accounting to rapping
Pusher from ski masking
Hood bruce wayne
My pain you couldnt fathom
No shrink needed
To reveal why i stay heated
No progress can be made
To an ego thats undefeated
And im far from egotistical
Just that nigga
Through and through
Dodging rico at the end
Of the fiscal
Crystal clear i see my strategy
It be such a tragedy
If i cant finish my rocket
Profit is the principal
Of business
False prophets substituted
Scriptures to lead fans
Never hand a penny
For thoughts to look cool
A bag dont make you a scholar
Only a fool treasures cents
The chess game i peeped
From the streets
To white collars
Thats why my sense
Makes dollars

Molotov candles
Whathat i throw up
Till lambos when i pull up
Whether moving crowds
Or grand pianos ima blow up
Sopranos with scandals
Don fedoras when i show up
Hand full of aces
So tell me why would i fold up
Everyday is birthday
So pop another bottle
Groupies in dms
Hoping to hit lotto
What you thought this was
Who you think this is
It might be a long night
Bout to handle my biz

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