You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
A church hymnal planning a pandemonium
We original officially the most original
That's nothing nice, living trapped up inside this financial bubble,
And i ain't even planning to call
Hands up, throw me up against the wall
So much pressure on the poor with financial problems aint that pleasant
Found this spot in pasadena and shack with her, an investment
But every other part of you make me wanna depart and
Now i'm gonna explain what exactly i've been planning 'n happened.
I'm planning to seize the world my eyes on zion
The race war, when it's us against all of them
Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance
So i guess that's where i hide my things
Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow
I am not loving my financial sitch right now
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