Niggas in the street scared
It's just me, in the end
I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one
While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison
My densest frees are condensed in this verse
Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,
Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
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