And bitches wonder why i rap like a cruel nigga
Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica
Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches
That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this
Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds
On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,
The feds don't even care if im alive or resting peacefully
Everybody watching while you touching real money
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry
If i see the feds im bouncing
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
Feds cannot uncover the tracks i leave for them either
The feds don't even care if im alive or resting peacefully
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
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