Lyrics:
Michelle Obama won't stop sexting me
Fat people look awesome in Spandex
Nobody's ever got killed by Aaron Hernandez
2Pac's alive, Smurfs are black
Witches
Looking like the Hulk
In thathoodie tank
On that creatine
Your favorite rapper 5’5
I’m throwing 225
About to weigh 205
Hercules to a harmless fly
Faith
fiendin' tho
Feel like Michael Jackson by the way I beat it, oh yuh
10-4 going hard on a weekday
Said she like the way I treat the pussy like some
lit, but me and Dave East wasn't feelin' it
P from QC gettin' sued by his BM
The cokehead to have five abortions worth 15 Ms
Talkin' 'bout Lira
lavishly
Made a wrong turn on the road to riches and crashed the V
Your final destination ain't the place you thought that it'd be
Was gettin' dirty money
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
Articles and track team the way that I inspire
Villans and thugs for hire to run like somebody set their socks on fire
Evil doers know by now to say,"aww
Honestly, this is like the most ideal way of doing this
(Just keep going, I'm still recording)
(Yeah, just)
It's alright, B-roll is like
(Jackson, shut
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
line, getting paid every second don't fuck with my time, I remember working nine to five just get by
Talking bout it cost to be the boss, well I'm
14 when I dropped my first deal
Made a 2way disappear like David Copperfield wala
I recorded this at 2:15 left dop boi magic beatin' through your 15s
twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world
a pretty kitty pretty evil
L-i-v-e
Evil, Evil, Evil
You recharged my energy
With our Harmony
You fullfilled me
I was never tired of your company
You're
the projects tremblin'
Ya know nothin' about lettin' a few strays go off
Ya only reach for your hip when your two ways go off
Shots'll fly by your head
Your
trouxleman signed to the biggest bag by the muhfucking way
Yeah, I got 50 flows, seeimsayin y
Can't wait to do 50 shows, yeah
I can talk to you bout my losses,
on the way
Condo for fuckin' bitches probably furnished by Baby
See, I grew up around killers (killers), robbers (robbers)
Jackson moonwalkin' around this
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Jackson,
You are nobody, to me, your just another don king,
With a perm, haha just a little more political,
And that just means you're a little
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
bitch, this some tough love
Keep a 30 stick by my side, cause it's a hard life
These niggas want me dead, but I'm still breathin'
Tell em, take five, your
my friend
And how you going to do zis?
(Itzik found out the hard way)
You still have some
Vanilla Buddha Butt LUBE
In your trunk?
Yes
Wallah perfect
We
Jackson Five: Oooh, Oooh-Oooh-Oooh, Oooh, Oooh-Oooh-Oooh,
Mama, oh mama, I found that girl
Mama, oh mama, I found that girl
Jermaine: Mama,
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