To trick there minds so the can die at ease.
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Rolling with my yankees hat on
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
Ima let her be by herself in peace
Always got a trick up my sleeve
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Then the world ain't no trick no more
City on my hat, so fly they need a charter
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
Ain't even tryna hold back
I wear a polo hat
My god come before this bread
Pull his hat off hijack his sled
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