I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.
Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you
Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites
Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights
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