That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake
To this corner office is so enormous
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
Come wit me you'll smoke around
Hfl chillin man i love this town
Lp is the town i represent
Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
Something worth dying for
I"m the designated driver
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
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