I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho
Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow
I put the rap game on jakarta.
I can always depend on my mama
I got that goodman game
See dog? rap is my aim
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
I might be new to this rap game
I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
That you call the rap game
You're not usin' your brain
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
That rap game, although changed, has given true love a shot.
Every wednesday when my father got home tho
My new flow bought hublots below zero
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