To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Vegetation getting thick ima pull out my machete
Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day
Im getting stacks of money everyday.
Yea,i'm that guy trying to rhyme keeps getting abit out of line
Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Ill be getting the pussy, while youre suckin cocks
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
Getting tired of compulsive liars
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.
But i'm leaving town in a little bit
I'm getting sick of the bullshit,
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