Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks
Now we've reached the pearly gates
Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes
I ain't from the states but i get money like bill gates
You fags, send ya to hells gates
I slumped, in my chair and my grades
If you felt some guilt when you red this bill
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes
So step inside my chamber aimed for pearly gates
Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/ its funny/
Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money
Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates
Our minds to heavens gates
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