Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back
And when i make a million dollars, think i'll give it to dad.
I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime
I’ve though about ending it a million times, but ya body rockin next to mine
Roll up to the crib
40 with a million clip
Many chances are given; looking back many see what they should,
Since nautica was popular than popular for good
Nobody gives you a chance, you gotta take chances
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues
I certainly would not be killing up to a million jews
A multi million voltage shock for you to get called out on a beef
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
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