And all the fruits agree
Let me rideuntil i get free
Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy
She says you're free of disease these knees won't agree, see-
You can’t tell a story for others, you must agree,
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Agree to disagree
They say nothings ever free
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Agree, only want to thieve and carry pieces,
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,
Everybody watching while you touching real money
Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree
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