Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse
The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters
But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o
I make you feel like it is 10 below
Then made me stupid and ruthless
Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Being a father grand father and an uncle,
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