Uhh, white b**h White heels in the Black Sand Cooling, counting cash I got a sack mane Saudi Money, I'm a black money Philly's the New Gotham And im the new Batman Robbing season's upon us Looney's lurking them corners Bullet wounds for them mourner's Mortician them corners We used to drink corona's That was candy-coated Now im flying solo And my family hoping That I dont go to jail for a homicide But I-I can't go to jail make my momma cry Know im on my face, she my top shooter n***as got L's on they forehead so f**ing losers Winning is a given So im city-sinning My life is like a movie b**h im Emmy-Winning... Philly Linens