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Bcus I RAP (Pt.1)
by Lord Acee
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How can I stack up my figures
When I got hoes thats playing this role
So I can pay for their figures
Decimals dollars and digits
Like that's gone help with my pigment
Like I can't help I'm nigga
That like I kool aid and chicken
I want a cutless that dripping
With paint
So I can flex on you niggas
I want a hoe that's gone do what I say
No matter the cost to her mental
I wish life was really that simple
I wish that this song was the intro
I can't break bread with my kinfolks
Cause I need a Benz and a 64
But Sometimes I got hate in my
Them people was fake from the start
But now I'm star and they want a house and car
But grandma can't answer ya call I'm somewhere on Mars
My brother did half of his sentence
And got turned to a victim
No love for the system
Now we gotta
Dance in circle
And hope it start raining or something
Cause I need this money
And I got a call from my BM
She know how to ruin my morning
She know I don't love ha
Only got love for my kids
The Holy, ma dukes and the twins
And boonie and fin
I'm in this shit to the end
But I'm doing victory laps
I'm putting the west on the map
And fuck if I'm fat
That bitch still gone lay on back
And give me the snatch for the racks
Or because I rap
How can I stack up my figures
When I got hoes thats playing this role
So I can pay for their figures
Decimals dollars and digits
Like that's gone help with my pigment
Like I can't help I'm nigga
That like I kool aid and chicken
I want a cutless that dripping
With paint
So I can flex on you niggas
I want a hoe that's gone do what I say
No matter the cost to her mental
I wish life was really that simple
I wish that this song was the intro
I can't break bread with my kinfolks
Cause I need a Benz and a 64
But Sometimes I got hate in my
Them people was fake from the start
But now I'm star and they want a house and car
But grandma can't answer ya call I'm somewhere on Mars
My brother did half of his sentence
And got turned to a victim
No love for the system
Now we gotta
Dance in circle
And hope it start raining or something
Cause I need this money
And I got a call from my BM
She know how to ruin my morning
She know I don't love ha
Only got love for my kids
The Holy, ma dukes and the twins
And boonie and fin
I'm in this shit to the end
But I'm doing victory laps
I'm putting the west on the map
And fuck if I'm fat
That bitch still gone lay on back
And give me the snatch for the racks
Or because I rap
