I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
Now i'm working on a final project i can show
With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts
I take tokes while you little niggas take notes
Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,
Why would i worry? i am forever blessed
But some of the best things happen in the project,
As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence
If dying was the project education is confused with intelligence
The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this
Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,
Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went
When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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