Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed
Got a lot money, no mouldy meat
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Rather beatin on the bitch
People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...
Of a convertible elopin' to get married
Ill turn u rappers into minced meat
Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep
I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat
Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
My life, screw it with a drunk bitch
Use to get the bone scraps now i get the good meat
Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed
You're a piece of meat,
What do i really need
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