Work straight out the kitchen
Verse 3(i prefer this one):
Purchased first just to get heard off one verse
I give a girl what she want - but no dollars
You little young-ass motherfuckers
You cant deliver one verse,
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
And everything after nautilus ain't a beat
Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often
I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one
It's just me, in the end
See, you're my best friend
We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars
She always in my mind when i write every single verse.
Niggas in the street scared
They robbed us in the end
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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