Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4
Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again
Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire
I"m the designated driver
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly
I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue
Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
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