My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact
I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact
As a matter of fact
Follow your heart you’ll make that fast
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
It wasn't a matter of my cannabis passion!
Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake
In three states you're accused of rape
? all white but the phantom is all black
Matter of fact jacobs ladder collapsed,
Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system
Matter of fact he don't got one and thats a scary outcome
Do i doesn't matter if you just walk out of my life,
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
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