Talking about the god you serve
But got love for them girls
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Come at me im sick of studio gangster thinking there music is whats happening
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk
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