Just to let you know, you are
Another chapter, life plans scatter
You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
From an african american stance
All on their phones, they had other plans.
But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
Need it for my parties, and i need it for my plans
Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,
Everybody coming home deserve a white benz
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
Got so much truth in me that i can't fake my plans
He ain't even respect the name, he said whale
I found a way to prevail. while y'all are waitin to fail.
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