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First Verse: Lewis & Personal - Couple millie is the money gunna bring me back No f**ing silly I don't spend time on no whack Ho Little drama that little mamma think back For From the block to the mason Margiela Gotta n***a face lift All black sh** Sport it like im racist In these negro leagues cover all bases Base it Face it Get replaced with Motherf**ers that really eat our faces Lion n***a from the jungle Don't nobody love you Lying n***as never struggle Don't nobody want to Back in highschool I lived like a old n***a Now these b**hes wishing I wasn't they old n***a Cause I talk that sh** Said I keep it honest You was never really good when you tried to ride it And them n***as never beat me I know they was writing Motherf**er finna force "I was freestyling." Young ghost fly n***a livin' in the wild f** a future motherf**er Ima get it now Little ratchet b**hes never like a smart n***a Ima make her fall in love with this art n***a Second Verse: Lewis - Ima make Rihanna wanna split apart Chris This what happens when they try to take your heart b**h This what happens when they turn me to a beast n***a Tried to jump me so that I would never eat n***a But Im just a single n***a from the borough though Knew my story Had glory You was buried though If that fo' rest calm with a young god I was wasting time trying to get married though Did you catch that? How you goin' let a skinny n***a wreck that Lord sh** You know my n***as finna bless rap God damn, these gettin' set back Third Verse: Personal - Im radiant baby Keith Haring son Keep the arrow in baby In a jungle of villains with no hearts Spill the blood of black children They so sharp That cuts deep to succeed Down a narrow path with a dumb broad Thats so odd She open though And now shes in embarra**ed But wait for the overdose Hook: Personal - Cadillac dreamer on your journey of life I said wouldn't you like to put daytons on the side Lost souls are just waiting for a ride Last verse: Lewis - All I wanted was love and all I got was silence My n***as yellin' peace god All we got was violence To some I get old To some I get Denzel My girl don't like retail The benz will treat me well They'd always tell me Break a motherf**in' leg for it Now I wouldn't even crack a egg for it n***a! I use to want to be dead for it Now I wouldn't even lay in bed for it Some n***as would snitch to the feds for it Or roll blunts And probably grow dreads for it I know theres b**hes that give head for it Cause theres n***as sayin' you can get ahead for it Country with grammar In this loving land of... If we don't make it quickly Thats gunna be us in the slammer Pan the camera Third life panorama God's gift Santa sick of me? Im sick of santa I use to just romance her And now my fingers clammer Youjthink you gotta click I damn em' Give me a different answer These n***as got whips? I got some different phantoms And I don't chase pain I beat it with the hammer Two tone Touch this f**er Too grown Go from being boxed in Now my roof gone Poof Gone Nike fast I put my shoes on Paint our chains gold Where we goin' put the noose dawg WILD!