Lyrics:
turns straight to money
Oh oh oh!
Does he love money more than bitches?
Does he love money more than bitches?
He likes to use words like 'badass, '
He
controlled
By your love
Ok
K you my modern day Helene Smith
In a esteem sense you, seem special
Do this beat sample justice like seamstress, sue?
I hope
do more
See I gotta do more cause I can and I'm capable
Knew every shot I ever took was makeable
And I know you either like me or you don't
No need
down the block in a Bentley
Or Aston Martin
With my shorty watching Martin
Like a bodega
I'm trying to corner the market
No more Sega
I'm focusing
from the jealous
Watch your man, even if you got to watch him take an L'ie
You still gotta stand by him like you Omelly
The white girl got you bugging
gotta go to out more so yea
I don't like you so they get it twisted become so ay feel like zipping some more for ay
I don't understand more than you can
the Transatlantic, the damage deep as agua is
Nah, this ain't my strap, this my partner's shit
Baby, where I stay, we all be sharin' guns like Sasuke
Tell baby I
friends
I know that I got em they looking & watching
Bitch I ain't bother by yo dissing
I tell em Hakuna ma tata
Bitch I'm hot like breakfast
Yo nigga wanna
like pressure?
Don't question presence get invested
I'm more than a vessel
They swear I'm less of a pastor
Still preaching on the plantation
I bet I run
Martin, JFK, & Jesus
Gotta be fresh
Go to school with fly sneakers
Schools with outdated books
We are the forgotten
Summers coolin' off by the fire
ain't tryin' to ask
For more than I deserve
So understand when I say I
Need a million today
You blend in like chameleon
But I stand out, like I exited
the peaceful lull, the quiet
Seduced by the promise of bliss, we soon forget that nothing's happened yet
We're living for moments like this
So hold me,
15 year old Trayvon Martin was fatally shot and killed by George Zimmerman
Martin was walking back to his father's fiance's house from a convenience
Cock it back like his .45, uh, special, oh
I play the front, they gotta linger back
Foxy Trini bitch, where Inga at? Uh
It's like me deh yah in Japan
me, got me
Crushing like urkle, when he saw Laura
I'm loving like Martin, and Gina, adore her
Cory, topanga, I never took a loss
We Never take a break
like Pam on Martin
And you wonder why my right hand man stand-offish
'Cause he got that blam blam on point like swordfish
I'm walkin' 'round
feel alive
Like I can touch the sky
I know that I'll get by
But I want more than this
Don't wanna stay right here
Held back by all my fear
You whisper in
matter that we're rudies and fools
Martin I know that we can learn to be muck more better and cool
Jondo so he without sin come and cast the first stone
youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremely alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
leaving trails
Want you dripping like a sluice
Soaking and bedraggled
Drenched in that sweet juice
Then put me on my back
Climb my cock like a totem
Whisper
these lyrics make you weep
Always making more and more
For my little fucking whores
Wh- wh- whisper on this track but I'm still spitting fax
Spraying no
on the crossfade
Cuts like a battleaxe
You try to bite, get iced, my raps are boobytraps
Claim of mine, designed by the Ice himself
You beg for mercy as you read
of me I hear a lovely melody
She whispers sweet and softly to fulfil my true space
Being here embraced by love and light and grace
I`m following the beat
started, ink was zealous sympathizer
Dive to kill my vices in molasses
On each sweet stroke
Fear whispers to its kaiser
Believe I was always meant to fall
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