So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Grow it in my red house
In 2 to 6 hours
I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli
She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album
Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail
Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail
On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig
Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig
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