This is a song about "Fly money family"

Roslanskeet, i'll kill your whole family.

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I pray for my family

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Sweet, okay makes sense

K family, billionaires

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

As your family dies, and my family rise

Or even near to my family

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